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kasey-writes-stuff · 3 years

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Got a request for a ler!mcyt of my choice and lee!reader sooooo here it is!

Sam

You and Sam were on a discord call with a few of the guys, it was yours and Sam’s first time meeting in real life! You had been hanging out for a good few hours now and things were great! Well... besides the fact your love language is touch and you don’t know Sam’s love language or how he feels about physical touch in general so you had hardly touched at all apart from the initial hug you briefly shared at the airport... it was very short though you being the first to break it off despite desperately not wanting to, you didn’t know how long of a hug he’d be comfy with and didn’t wanna overstep his boundaries...

“So y/n how was the flight?” Dream asked, you shrugged “Eh not too bad I got the aisle seat and two passengers next to me were teenagers who just sat on their phones most of the plane ride, turbulence wasn’t too bad either” Dream nodded “Thats good then” Ponk asks “So what have you and my Sammy poo been up to?” He giggles softly as Sam rolls his eyes fondly before saying “Not much really just helped them get unpacked and we’ve been chillin watching tv” Sap raised his eyebrows “Oh watching tv hm? Say they been cuddling you yet or asking for tickles?” Your face immediately turns bright red as you exclaim “SAPNAP SHUT UP!” Sam tilts his head confused “uh no they haven’t, I mean I got them to sit on the same couch as me but they haven’t really shown any want of physical touch so I’ve been respecting of that, why do you ask such specific questions sap?” Sap softly smiles “sorry y/n I just figured you would’ve told him or he would’ve found out by now” You sigh softly at him in a light hearted manner not upset at him just throughly embarrassed “it’s fine sap don’t apologize... and no I haven’t and he hasn’t... you know me I always put everyone else’s comfort and needs above my own so I didn’t wanna push things so quickly...”

Sam turns and looks at you softly “Y/N I love that you’re always thinking of others but please think of yourself for once and explain what sapnap is on about” Your eyes soften as you look into his “Well it’s just... my main love language is physical touch and usually whenever I’m with Sap, George and Dream I hug them and cuddle them a lot especially when watching tv and movies but really just any chance I get to be connected to them even just our pinkies being connected I take it because it makes me feel really calm and happy but with this being our first time meeting I don’t know your love language or just feelings on physical touch in general and I was too embarrassed to ask because I didn’t wanna push any boundaries...”

Sam had turned into the pouty face emoji, he lightly and carefully cupped your cheek “Y/N thank you for being worried about my boundaries honey but if you wanted cuddles you should’ve just asked, I would give them to you in a heart beat!” Your eyes slowly look towards his “Really you’re not just saying that are you? Because I really don’t want you to just be feeling like-“ Sam gently puts a finger over your mouth to shush you giggling a bit as he says “honey honey honey ppplllhehehahassehehe calm down, I’m not just saying it to say it I’m more than okay with physical touch I don’t know much about love languages but I would guess it’s probably mine too so don’t worry okay?” His thumb gently caressed your cheek as you smiled softly at him “Okay I’ll try to calm down and think of myself more” Sam smiled softly “you can do it I know you can”

George suddenly pipes up smirking softly as he says “So are we just gonna ignore the last bit that sapnap asked about or what?” Your face flushes a light red at his words and smirk as you quickly try and act oblivious out of flusterdness “Uh what last bit all he mentioned was cuddling right? I mean I don’t know what you all heard but I only heard about the cuddling right?” They all rolled their eyes and a few of them giggled softly, sap spoke up “Actually George is right I did mention something else, I asked if you had for tickles yet” he smirked clearly satisfied with how your blush was already turning an even more noticeable red

Sam raised an eyebrow curiously “uh no they haven’t asked for any tickles? Why do they like them?” Dream grins “Oh no no no they don’t just like them really they love them! Like I’m talking all tickles, rough, soft,playful, anything and almost anywhere!” George nods “Yea the only off limit spots are their feet and knees because they just don’t feel comfortable with their feet being touched and their knees aren’t ticklish neither is their neck” sap nods “Yea they just feel pain whenever someone tries to tickle their knees so we always stay away from there” Ponk who had been silent most of the time just taking in the info his own self possibly for future reference..... audibly awed about how precious this whole thing was “Y/N you are literally the most precious person I think I’ve ever had the absolute pleasure of meeting, we have to meet up in person sometime so I can give you the biggest hug possible!”

You pout slightly at ponks overwhelming kindness and adorableness “Aweee ponksss we’ll meet up soon I’ll be sure of it!” He clapped and smiled excitedly making you smile more, Sam suddenly spoke up “excuse me you’re not meeting my ponky before me!” You scoffed lightly “just watch me!” He snickered softly as he reached out and poked your side “No! You’ll be watching me meet him first!” You jumped and yelped slightly from the poke “ah! Nooo Sam it’ll be you watching me meet him first! And I’m gonna give him the biggest hug ever possible and you’re gonna be so jealous!” Sam smirked very softly at your reaction as he reached out giving you multiple alternating pokes on both your sides “no I’m gonna give ponky the biggest hug ever in the whole world and you’re gonna be jealous!” You squeaked softly at each poke and you heard ponk begin to speak giggling slightly

“Guys guys guys haha just come meet me at the same time okay? We can all have one big group hug! The biggest group hug ever possible!” Sam slowly stopped the pokes and you both looked at each other and nodded before both saying okay! And so you and the guys chatted for a little longer Sam every so often giving you little side pokes and Sam trying to ask the guys for more information on you but the guys refusing and saying he has to figure everything out for himself, before you guys ended call and went to go lounge around in the living room... Sam lays on the couch and opens his arms, you shyly smile lightly blushing a rose color as you lay besides him, his arms wrap slowly and loosely around you his head on top of yours as his hands rest on your stomach, you feel butterflies welling in your stomach just at the simple placement of his hands.... He sighs contently as do you, you let out a small squeak feeling his hands begin to gently rub your stomach “ee! Shaahmm...”

He smiles softly “Yes honey? Something the matter?” You grumble softly cursing him being so teasy already, he doesn’t hear or if he does just ignores it and continues on as you being to wiggle softly... he switches to gently scratching around your stomach in circles causing for you to break into light giggles “ssshahahmmmm” He giggles softly “yes honey what’s wrong why are you so giggly? Wait does this tickle? Awe are you ticklish honey bear? How adorable!” He speeds up slightly making your giggles raise and the teasing makes your blush brighter

“sshahahHAHAHAHhahhammmmm ddoohhoonnntttt sshhaHAHAHyyyy tttHAHAHhahahttt!” He pouts playfully “Don’t say what honey bear? Tickle? Ticklish? Awe do those words fluster you? Do they maybe make the tickles tickle even more?” “SAHHAHAHAMMM!” “I’ll take that as a yes!” He giggles softly as he begins squeezing your sides, making for you to jump and wiggle around your body attempting to instinctively dislodge his hands as your giggles raise becoming much louder “HAHAHAAHAHAHA SSSHAHAHAHMMM IHIHIHITTT TTTHIHIHAHAHAH!” “Awe can’t even say the word can you? That’s okay honey bear I can say it for you! Tickletickletickletickletickletickletickletickletickle!” Your hands fly up to your face to muffle your loud giggles and to cover your maddeningly red face “AAHH SSSHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAMMMMM!” He chuckled softly continuing the squeezes for a few more minutes for slowing down to give you a break “You okay sweetheart?” You nod your head softly giggling residually “ihihihimmm ggohhooodd”

he smiled softly as he gently pet your head “do you want more or have you had enough?” Your face flushes in embarrassment as you say “more please if you don’t mind...” he grins softly as he says “of course I don’t mind! How about I gooooo here!” He experimentally squeezes your hips and he jumps slightly as you scream and then giggle “AAAHH hahaha!” “Oh death spot sweetheart?” You nod shyly “Ihihi yew hahah” He smiles more as he says “can I?” You nod and so he begins squeezing away and you lose it screaming before falling into cackles which only seem to increase as he begins circling the divots of your hips with his thumbs “AAHAHH HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA!” “Wow this must tickle like crazy for you to laugh like that sweetheart!” You nod wordlessly laughing hysterically before squealing as he switches to massaging, he continues wordlessly for a few moments before he slows down to simply tapping along your hips and sides leaving you to giggle residually as your squirm slightly from the tapping “hehehahhahahehahah wwwohohohohowww hhbehehahaha” “You gonna be okay sweetheart?”

You nod softly “yyeheheahhaha” He smiles lightly as he gently rubs your back “that’s good, I’m glad you enjoyed yourself because I’ll be honest sweetheart I enjoyed myself too” You looked up at him softly “Really?” He nodded “of course I wouldn’t just say that if I didn’t mean it!” You turn towards him and hug him tightly hiding your head in his chest, he hugs you back just as tightly... you raise your head “hey sammy?” He looks down at you “yea honey?” You smirk slightly “Are you.... ya know?” He blushes softly “I-uh I... no?” You snicker “hmm I’m not sure I believe you” you gently wiggle your fingers on his sides and he bursts into giggles

And so now it was Sam’s turn to be a cuddly tickly mess!

#ler!sam #lee!reader #tickle fic #mcyt tickle fic #mcyt x platonic reader #dsmp tickle

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delicioussshame · 3 years

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Please donate to my campaign. My goal is to get friends for Shen Yuan.

Shen Yuan almost jumps out of his skin when he hears a knock on the door. No one had ever visited Luo Binghe since he came to stay here, and he had gotten the impression that it wasn’t that Luo Binghe had sent his usual visitors away for his guest’s sake. He does believe that his favorite student had been dreadfully lonely, these past few years.

How somehow as endearing as Luo Binghe ended up alone and friendless, Shen Yuan cannot fathom.

Still, if someone is knocking on the door, the doorman must have let them in? It must be important then. Shen Yuan cannot imagine nobodies are allowed anywhere within this complex.

He thinks about texting Luo Binghe to ask, but what if he disturbs him? He must be busy, away at his important job while Shen Yuan does nothing but lazing around. And Luo Binghe did imply that he wouldn’t be ashamed of Shen Yuan’s presence no matter what, so… let’s test that, shall we?

Shen Yuan opens the door.

Shang Qinghua’s frazzled expression faces him.

Shen Yuan almost closes the door in his former colleague’s face.

“Wait, what, Shen Yuan?! Woah, I had no idea you went back to your parents, I thought you said that bridge had burned. Anyway, would love to catch up, but I’m on the clock and at the wrong place, sorry, gotta go or my boss is gonna kill me, bye!”

Shen Yuan stops Shang Qinghua by the shoulder to stop him from leaving. “If you were looking for Luo Binghe, not that I have any idea why you would be, you’re not at the wrong place.”

“Really? Why? How? Is there a story here? Cause it sure seems like there’s a story here. Tell me the story! But later, I have to deliver this?” He waves a boring manilla envelope like it’s supposed to make sense.

“Who still sends letters?”

Shang Qinghua shrugs. “My boss.”

“You’re a mail carrier now? Nice upgrade.”

“Well, I do what I have to do, I don’t live with the country’s most eligible bachelor. Seriously Bro, what happened here? Isn’t he a bit young for you?”

Shen Yuan is sure his blush is terribly incriminating, but he can’t help it.

“Wow. You have to tell me now.”

Shang Qinghua is acting terribly familiar for a guy Shen Yuan hasn’t seen since graduation. “Why should I?”

But Shang Qinghua has already let himself in, unceremoniously dropping the envelope on the nearest table and taking everything in with wide eyes before he lets himself fall on Luo Binghe’s designer couch without a care in the world. “C’mon. Fess up.”

“How about you? Why are you even here? For all I know you’re a thief trying to rob the place.”

Shang Qinghua snorts. “Not exactly my speed.” He shrugs. “Teaching didn’t pay the bills, got an administrative assistant job instead and somehow ended up working for one of Luo Binghe’s associates, hence the private delivery service. How about you? When I saw you earlier, I was sure you were retired and profiting off that sweet family money, but was I wrong? Or is this those Shen connections at work?”

Shen Yuan frowns. Why did he even tell this guy about his family again?

Oh yes, because he had been young, stupid and drunk: the university experience. “No. Luo Binghe is a former student of mine. I’m visiting.”

Shang Qinghua gives him the world’s judgiest look. “Visiting.”

Shen Yuan nods, face still as a lake. “Visiting.”

“While Luo Binghe isn’t there.”

Shen Yuan nods again. “It’s a long visit. I’m staying here right now.”

“At your former student’s house. Look, I’m just gonna say it: sleeping with your student is bad. Don’t do it! That way lies lawsuits!”

“Former student! And it’s not like that!” Technically correct. They haven’t slept together, not in the way Shang Qinghua implies they did. “He’s just lonely and a bit deluded. It’ll pass.”

Probably.

No, not even Shen Yuan believes it at this point. One can only be kissed so often before one has to face reality: Luo Binghe certainly thinks he cares about Shen Yuan more than a student should care about any teacher.

Shen Yuan just isn’t sure what he should do about it.

“If it’s not like that, which, Bro, you’re not making a good case for, you’re staying with him because…?”

“I’m on vacation?” Shen Yuan lies back on the cool leather. “It’s a nice place for it, and cheap.”

“And your “former student” was eager to host you. You, his high school teacher? Because from what my boss told me, Luo Binghe isn’t exactly famous for his openness. I’m half-certain Mobei-Jun sent me here as punishment. He wanted someone else to chew me up this time.”

Shen Yuan snorts. “Still very competent, I see.”

“Well, at least I was teaching my students, not offering “extra credits” if they stayed after class. And since when are you into men, anyway? You always acted like you didn’t notice when men hit on you.”

“Men never hit on me.”

It’s Shang Qinghua’s turn to laugh. “Glad to see that didn’t change. Luo Binghe must be something, to have managed to get through you. What did he tell you, that he wanted to bend you over the nearest desk? Anything less and you’d have been blind to it.”

For fuck’s sake can Shang Qinghua stop saying shit that embarrasses the hell out of Shen Yuan? It’d be very appreciated.

“Oh shit, he totally did! Go him! Did it work? Tell me it worked!”

“No! Can’t you shut up for once in your meaningless life!”

“Not gonna happen. I need to know more. He made a move, and you’re living with him now? His charisma must be something else. At that speed, when’s the wedding? No, wait, how long has this been going on? We haven’t seen each other in forever, you might have been “visiting” for three years as far as I know.”

This is torture. “Didn’t you say you had somewhere to be?”

Shang Qinghua waves his attempt at deflection away. “Forget it, this is way more interesting. Even Mobei-Jun will want in on this. Sooooo?”

Shen Yuan sighs. “I’ve only been here a few weeks. As I said, it’s just a vacation. I’ll leave once the school year starts again.”

“Why can’t you stay here anyway? That dear student of yours must want to keep you, right? Unless you’re really being bankrolled by your parents, this is way nicer than anything you could possibly afford.”

“No matter what he says, I’m not becoming Luo Binghe’s trophy wife.”

Shang Qinghua’s eyes widen. “Ooh, your student wanna be your daddy? He’s paying you to keep you around, is that it? Oh, that has to be it. Explains the weird evasiveness thing you’ve got going on. Never knew you had it in you. I’m impressed, really. Much better gig than my own. I wish my boss would pay me to lounge around on his expensive furniture. I’d be great at that. Plus, you know, it’s not like it’d be a hardship. Mobei-Jun is scorching. I’d be his arm candy any day. Maybe he’d be less likely to murder me that way.”

Shen Yuan longs desperately to return to the web novel he so cruelly abandoned to let his worst nightmare in. “I’d give you my job, but honestly Binghe deserves better.” Better than Shen Yuan, too. “At least you’re into men. Makes things easier.”

Shang Qinghua’s face falls. “Are you telling me you’re not into him? Like, at all? Why are you even here then? The money can’t be that good. Return to your parents and get them to arrange a marriage to a rich heiress. Same result, plus you’re attracted to your partner. Better?”

Shen Yuan flinches in horror. “No! Not better! My parents AND some spoiled brat who only cares about my name? Fuck no. Binghe is infinitely better than that!”

Shang Qinghua laughs. “So you do like him! Good for you! Go get him, tiger!”

“No! Well, yes I do, Binghe is very likable, but not like that!”

“Oh my god can you hear the shit that comes out of your mouth? Look, you obviously trust him enough to agree to be his live-in boy toy, and okay, I haven’t seen you in forever, but whatever you’re doing is visibly agreeing with you. What were you doing anyway? It’s not like Luo Binghe is here most of the day.”

Shen Yuan shrugs. “Catching up on my reading, mostly.”

Shang Qinghua chokes. “Fuck you. He’s paying you to read? While I’m still trying to get pay to write? I hate you with every single atom of my being.”

“Wait, you’re still writing? Please tell me you’ve upgraded genre, at least.”

“Well…”

“Oh god show me now so I can change your mind before you waste even more of your life on this trash,” says Shen Yuan like he hadn’t caved and spent Luo Binghe’s hard-earned money on extras for novels he hates.

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Luo Binghe is caught completely off guard by the loud voices echoing in his home. Even with Laoshi here, silence is what usually he’s greeted with.

Today, Shen Yuan’s voice is alight with what sounds like righteous anger. He can’t quite place the second one.

Luo Binghe follows the call like a sailor freed from his bonds.

He finds Shen-laoshi half-draped over his chair, Mobei-Jun’s lackey sitting at the desk Luo Binghe had bought for his teacher alone, both of them apparently enraptured with an argument about… bad literature?

Luo Binghe wishes he could be pleased with the sight of Shen-laoshi being this animated, but he can’t. He’s not the one who caused it. This little, insignificant man did, to the point that neither of them noticed his approach.

Luo Binghe taps Shen Yuan’s shoulder. “Laoshi.”

Both of them turn toward him, but only Shen-laoshi gets Luo Binghe’s tongue down his throat.

He is very pleased with the outraged look on his teacher’s face. “Binghe! Not in front of the guest!”

The interloper jumps out of Laoshi’s chair. “Guest? What guest? There is no guest, no one here’s. In fact, I should have left hours ago, oh god Mobei-Jun is going to kill me. Shen Yuan, please give Luo Binghe the envelope, sorry for bothering you both, talk to you later, gotta go byyyye!”

Luo Binghe watches the little man flee in terror with satisfaction. Good riddance.

Let’s see him try to contest Luo Binghe’s claim now. “How does Laoshi know Mobei-Jun’s personal assistant?”

“We studied together in college.”

Luo Binghe pouts. How could an old friend of Shen-laoshi find him here? “Were you two close?”

Shen Yuan shrugs. “Not especially. Why do you ask?”

That can’t be true. They were so at ease around each other. It can take Luo Binghe hours to get Shen-laoshi this relaxed.

He stays silent.

Shen Yuan stares at him. “Binghe.”

“…Yes?”

“I realise this is going to sound ridiculous, and for that I’m sorry, but are you.., jealous? Of Shang Qinghua?”

Luo Binghe might be pouting harder. “No. Why would I be jealous of one of Shen-laoshi’s friends he never told me about.”

A (very cute) smile appears shows up on Shen Yuan’s face. “You. Luo Binghe. Are jealous of Shang Qinghua.”

He dares to laugh! It’s not funny!

This time, Luo Binghe is definitely pouting harder.

“Binghe. Binghe. You’re you. Shang Qinghua is… Shang Qinghua. What do you have to be jealous about? He’s just Shang Qinghua! Come back to your senses!”

Well, that does cheer Luo Binghe right up. “Shen-laoshi likes me better!”

Shen Yuan rolls his eyes. “Of course I do.”

Luo Binghe’s chest remains warm for the rest of the day.

#The Scum Villain Self Serving System #Scum Villain #BingQiu #That AU where LBH and SY fail to negociate their sugar relationship

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bootyful-seventeen · 3 years

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Beach days

How I think a beach day with dad! Seokmin and his family would go!

An: trying something a little different but I think it’ll come out good even if it’s way shorter then what I’m used to

Super excited for family outings

And is even more excited for family outings to the beach

Is the type of dad who’d want to pack all the fun snacks, bring a portable bbq, and even a watermelon

If you even heard the faintest noise of the ice cream truck driving by the beach parking lot, you know Seokmin’s gotta make a mad dash for it to cool his babies (and honey) down on the hot day

And you know he’d bring as many toys and inflatables as he could carry to the beach to keep everyone entertained

But then he’d also ditch most of them in the car cuz there would've been a lot to carry back and he didn’t want to do it lmao

9/10 times you’d have to make sure everyone has their sunscreen on multiple times before they get severely burned

And that was a lesson Seokmin learned the hard way after he fell asleep on his towel when he came back from chasing the kids around and didn’t move under the beach umbrella

But what gets me right in the heart is how soft he’s gonna be with your youngest who was only 10 months old

He’s gonna spoil his youngest baby girl with so many cute things

Cute clothes, cute swimsuits and *chokes back tears* cute little baby hats

He’d get her a little baby bucket hat with bunny ears on them

And then he’d find a bucket hat of his own and see some bunny ears onto it to match

It would only take him 5 seconds of wearing it to feel sad tho cuz no one else matches

Sooooo he’s gonna solve that problem by making more bunny ear bucket hats

Stabbing his fingers with the sewing needs would be so worth it when he sees how happy your two older kids are to match with their dad

And then that brings me to my next point of how he’s so hopelessly wrapped around their fingers

Your kids would make a ditch and ask him to lie down in it and he would do it without thinking and doesn’t realize that they’re burying him in the sand until there’s a good amount of sand piled on top of him

Will feel bad when he sits up and his kids hard work is ruined but that would be short lived when your daughter shows him some shells she found when she went to the shore with you

Lunch time is full of fun and games and Seokmin would goof off so much to make everyone laugh

Would try and fit a huge piece of watermelon in his mouth for the sake of making his kids explode in laughter so please stop him

When you all go back in the water to cool off, Seokmin is sitting in the shallow water and playing rocket ship with your baby to hear her sweet laughter

When you and your eldest kids gang up on Seokmin and splash him, he’d amp up the drama and hold your baby girl high in the air above his head so she doesn’t get splashed

It’s only when you wade over and grab the baby does he flop around like a fish before he’s grabbing your kids and yeeting them into the water

And that was his mistake cuz now his kids wanna be yeeted into the water for the next hour from how fun they think it is

He adores playing with his kids for hours on end

He would get a little sad when it’s time to go home but that feeling would go away once he’s got his kids fast asleep and cuddled up in his lap

Would love how warm and fuzzy he felt with you nestled under his arm while the sun slowly sand beyond the horizon

The cutie would be stealing kisses and muttering some mushy gushy lovey dovey stuff to you to make your heart race before you’d have to wake up your two eldest to make pack up easier and head back to the car to drive home very happy with your day at the beach

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levis-wings · 3 years

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needed a little break in between reading summer rain and silent storms by @astridthevalkyrie to process the first book's ending. i thought going straight into silent storms would literally break me (like actually murder me lol)

yet, i was rendered pleasantly surprised.

i began reading silent storms during my commute to work. and lemme tell you, i haven't been wanting to go to work for a while now because it's been HECTIC (new ehr system is driving us all NUTS). i was also expecting to hold my tears in public (in fear of the angst of the ending of summer rain to bleed into silent storms' beginning). however, i spent like thirty minutes trying not to squeal with happiness and adoration, instead. it also just so happened that when i reached the first smut scene, i was still on my commute (fairly easy to hide my blush behind a mask though, thank god LOL). and by the time my commute to work finished, i was so energized by what i'd read, that i felt excited?? to walk into work??? like levi and oc's romance??? literally rejuvenated me LOL

the overall feel of silent storms, for me at least, was much lighter, fluffier than what summer rain was. don't get me wrong. it was a still massive fucking idiots to lovers, but the idiocy was adorable and tolerable. (mainly because i got to see what was going on in levi's head, which was an AMAZING touch.) i didn't wanna rip out my heart and cry at any point of the story; instead, i wanted to scream and dance with joy 99.9% of the time. i cannot emphasize HOW WELL the emotions, the feelings, the butterflies are written. i feel like i'm feeling love for the first time reading what the characters are going through and not many pieces of media can actually make me feel something

it's the way in which the thoughts are written so... realistically. you hear the characters' doubts, their wishes, their fears. you see what they hide from the other, what they pick and choose to share. you see what they secretly struggle with and what the other assumes of them. and every single one of their reactions/thoughts feels organic to me. also very true to character

[spoilers]

i think this was in chapter one. but this fucking quote:

"The tea is just as bad as last time, if not worse, but he dutifully drinks it all, as she makes herself at home in his office and starts talking his ear off about the many unhealthy effects of insomnia and why does she care why is she looking at him like that what's the matter with her why doesn't she just shut the fuck up for once why is she so pretty—"

the moment i read the latter part, my heart flew out of my chest. it's fucking adorable the way he can barely have a linear thought because he's so whipped for her. i can't even explain with words how HAPPY i was to see how he had felt through all of this

let's also talk about the fucking character development. oc out there pulling uno reverse cards. i think she's the kind of person who grows and learns from others. she takes each person's word to account AND she is aware of this (also the reason she tries to avoid telling levi about important life choices she knows he'll try to talk her out of). sometimes, her inner demons get the best of her. she's complex. (i had an inkling of this is summer rain but more of her childhood was explained in silent storms and the puzzle pieces just fit.) she likes to think that she lives for herself. degrades herself into thinking she's selfish (though honestly, there's nothing wrong with looking out for yourself). but i think it's natural for her to also look out for the people she cares for. her way of caring is listening. and taking in the information they tell her. it's just the cherry on top of her already lovable character. anyways, after understanding her character better, for a while, i suspected she'd somehow(?) try to join the scouts. i was very surprised (and supportive) of her decision to do so as well!

in summer rain, i thought she wasn't ready to be a scout yet. but clearly, she's had quite a few epiphanies and they'd led her to believe in herself. she's totally ready now

i still can't believe i went in thinking i'd fall for levi more and came out falling for the female lead help??

levi's sweet moments sprinkled throughout?? the fic?? killed me.

" 'I'm glad,' he confesses to her, 'I'm happy you didn't join the Scouts. I ... want you to be safe.' "

there are moments like this where he speaks his truth... but it's so tender, so sweet that it's just almost out of pocket. but at this point, he should just fucking say the opposite of what he wants for oc because she'll do the thing he doesn't want her to do, anyways

and listen when he said:

" 'Your mother didn't do her best,' he says honestly, 'you did.' "

i very much did cry inside. and the fact that this left oc speechless. like same, babe, same. it's these rare moments of sweetness that leave me feeling giddy. i don't expect it at all, so when it just comes out, i get so caught off guard LOL

my favorites scenes HAD to be when they had a full-on verbal fight in front of oc's date LMAO, when levi initiated their second kiss, when petra convinced oc to join the special operations squad, when levi and oc finally fucking decided to make something fucking official and then he proceeds to pull out a list of rules from nowhere. hilarious

their constant bickering and dialogue is just *chef's kiss.* never exactly read a couple with better chemistry. i'm also the type of person to like the chase but loathe the aftermath of a couple finally getting together. but fucking goddammit, with these two, i know it'll never get boring. it's also because they tend to banter a lot and i'm that bitch who ships dramione and zutara so you know i like the drama

ALSO?? ERWIN?? when i was watching aot, my friend told me she thought erwin was a 'bad' character. i asked her why she felt that way. she told me because he had no depth to his character—that he was plain. i disagreed. i think erwin (along with levi and eren) is arguably one of the most complex characters in aot, and this fic just brings it out sooooo well! there's just?? something in me?? that makes me believe erwin is SUS of levi and oc. also the fact that he remains a mystery to oc too. she's always questioning the relationship erwin has with levi and even that in it itself makes the man 10 times more enigmatic. i absolutely love it

and the smut. goodbye. i only expected one scene. i was given like... i can't even count because i can't do math when i'm excited lol. but it was much more than what i expected and i was LIVING for it. something about levi letting go of control????????? please. didn't think subby levi would be my cup of tea but i guess i was proven wrong. i'm not even mad

i forgot to say in my last review. but listen. oc liking milk makes me feel so validated. like i literally do not know a single fucking real-life person who likes drinking plain milk like me. and yes, people have poked fun at my habit. BUT SEEING OC DRINKING HER PLAIN MILK SO UNAPOLOGETICALLY. GODDAMN. plain milk drinkers rise 😩😩

but i also need levi to teach oc how to make good tea tho. like girly, you add hot water and a good amount of tea leaves 🤨 what are you getting wrong?

anyways, i've said way too much again. but i can't help but get excited when i come across such a great work of art. though i admit i'm terrified going into warmth. i don't think i'm ready to see the show's events unfolding... because when petra dies i will fucking cry. it's funny because when i first watched aot, i didn't even know who petra fucking was until AFTER she got squashed... yikes. but the more i learn about her character (in aot and in this particular setting), the more i like her

i always end up having some sort of stupid side character syndrome. in aot, i focused on levi/hange/erwin and sasha/connie/jean. and now even in a whole ass fanfiction ABOUT levi, i'm fantasizing about petra and erwin??? huh???

i hope things go well for levi and oc in the future. i'm not ready to see the shit go down in warmth though 😭

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eeveecryptid · 4 years

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※ BORDERLANDS: CL4P-TP EDITION

Various lines that Claptrap bots have said through Borderlands 1, Pre-Sequel and 2. feel free to change pronouns if needed. May include nsfw material. ( BL3 version here )

"Wow! You're not dead?" "Hey, check me out everybody! I'm dancin', I'm dancin'!" "Unce! Unce! Unce! Unce! Ooo, oh check me out. Unce! Unce! Unce! Unce! Oh, come on get down." "Yoo-hoooooooooo!" "I am the best robot. Yeah, yeah, yeah, I am the best robot. Ooh, ooh, here we go!" "Hey! Over here! I'm over here!" "Still haven't found the Vault?" "I'm over here!” "Rrrrrgh...this isn't working!" "Unce! Unce! I think I lost the beat... but, Unce! Unce!" "Wanna hear a new dubstep song I wrote? Wub! Wub--" "(name) asked me to tell you about a, uh, ‘little sumthin' sumthin'’ s/he needs done. You should ask him/her about it!" "Did you find the Vault yet?" "Sure is lonely around here." "Oh my God, I'm leaking! I think I'm leaking! Ahhhh, I'm leaking! There's oil everywhere!" "I can see through time..." "My servos... are seizing..." "I can see... the code." "I don't like this... this is making me nervous. Take a deep breath- I can't breathe! This is just a recording of someone breathing! It's not real! It's just making me more nervous!" "I'm detecting a motor unit malfunction... I can't move! I'm paralyzed with fear!" "Please don't shoot me, please don't shoot me, please don't shoot me!" "Turning off the optics... they can't see me..." "The traveler will protect me. The traveler will protect me." "Good as new, I think. Am I leaking?" "The box is awaiting your attention." "Please open the box." "Yeah? Well, hmph!" [ gives the finger ] "Good luck!" "There's more to learn!" "Let me teach you the ways of magic!” "Magic waits for no one, apprentice!" "Still working on that quest?" "Shouldn't you be murdering something about now?" "Hey! You're TALKING to me! And I didn't even have an exclamation point over my head! This is the BEST day of my life!" "Sooooo... how are things?" "Hey, best friend!" "Yessss, look into my eyes. You're getting sleepy. You're getting... zzzzzz... Zzzzzz..." "Success! My spell to make you want to hang out with me worked!" "Stay a while, and listen. Oh god, please -- PLEASE! -- stay a while." "Away with thee!" "Don't you worry, minion! Give me one good shot at that (name) dude and I'll take them right out! I... just got some stuff to do first." "We've really come a long way, haven't we, minion? And you're still just as loyal as ever! Who's a good minion? You are! Yes you are!" "Yessiree! This whole place would completely fall apart without old Claptrap keeping things humming along!" "As a robot, I'm completely immune to (name)’s gas attacks. But that hasn't stopped me from incessantly cowering!" "And I thought bandits were bad BEFORE they had nightmare plants growing out of them!" "You already saved Pandora? But... but I'M the hero of Pandora! It's on my business card! I ORDERED SO MANY OF THEM!" "Sanctuary's gone? But the bank! All my stuff! All my crucial information! YES! I'M OFF THE GRID, BABY! NO MORE CREDITORS! Seriously, I owe a lot of people a lot of money." " The Vault Map is gone! Forever! It will never be found. Never, ever, ever-- is what I'll say to everyone I know while I look for it. " “ I can do more than open doors, sir/ma’am! We CL4P-TP units can be programmed to do anything from open doors to ninja-sassinate highly important Janitor-y officials! ” “ I once started a revolution myself. There were lots of guns and a lot of dying. You'd think I would have gotten some better benefits out of the whole thing but no, demoted back to door-opening servitude! ” “ ---Remember what? Are... are you my father? ” “ Are you god? Am I dead? ” “ I'M DEAD I'M DEAD OHMYGOD I'M DEAD! ” “ Thanks for giving me a second chance, (name). I really appreciate it. ” " Hey everybody! Check out my package! " " Let's get this party started! " " Glitching weirdness is a term of endearment, right? " " This time it'll be awesome, I promise! " " Look out everybody! Things are about to get awesome! " " Eww, what flavor is red? " "Where'd all my bullets go?" " Bullets are dumb. " " I need tiny death pellets! " " RUN FOR YOUR LIIIIIVES! " " Oh, s/he's big...REALLY big! " " I am a tornado of death and bullets! " " Stop me before I kill again, except don't! " " There is no way this ends badly! " " This is why I was built! " " You call yourself a badass? " " Is it dead? Can- can I open my eyes now? " " I didn't panic! Nope, not me! " " Not so tough after all! " " I have gaskets tougher than you! " " That was me! I did that! " " Don't tell me that wasn't awesome! " " Wait, did I really do that? " " Aww! Now I want a snow cone. " " Freeze! I don't know why I said that. " " I can't feel my fingers! Gah! I don't have any fingers! " " Why do I even feel pain?! " " Why did they build me out of galvanized flesh?! " " That looks like it hurts! " " Oh, quit falling to pieces. " " Is that what people look like inside? " " Huh, robot's don't do that. " " Disgusting. I love it! " " It's about to get magical! " " You can't just program this level of excitement! " " Push this button, flip this dongle, voila! Help me! " " Square the I, carry the 1... YES! " " I have an IDEA! " " Round and around and around she goes! " " It's like a box of chocolates. " " If I had veins, they'd be popping out right now! " " Roses are red and/Violets are blue/Wait... how many syllables was that? " " Aww, I should've drawn tattoos on you! " " Tell me I'm the prettiest! " " Trouncy, flouncy... founcy... those aren't words. " " The robot is dead, long live the robot! " " Take these, gorgeous, you'll feel better! " " Some days, you just can't get rid of an obscure pop-culture reference. " " Oh darn, oh boy, oh crap, oh boy, oh darn. " " Do not look behind my curtain! " " I'm made of magic! " " Like those guys who made only one song ever. " " Everybody, dance time! Da-da-da-dun-daaa-da-da-da-dun-daaa! " " I brought you a present: EXPLOSIONS! " " Is this really canon? " " ... You're dead to me. " “ Nobody hurts my friends! " " Wubwubwub. Dubstep dubstep. Wubwubwubwub DROP! Dubstep! " " I'll stop talking when I'm dead! " " I'll die the way I lived: annoying! " " Come back here! I'll gnaw your legs off! " " This could've gone better! " " You look like something a skag barfed up! " " What's that smell? Oh wait, it's just you! " " Yo momma's so dumb, she couldn't think of a good ending for this 'yo momma' joke! " " You're one screw short of a screw! " " I bet your mom could do better! " " Good thing I don't have a soul! " " I'll never go back to the bad place! " " I have many regrets! " " Can I just say... yeehaw. " " You're the wub to my dub! " " So... does this make me your favorite? " " What are YOU doing down here? " " We're like those buddies in that one show! " " This is no time to be lazy! " " You can thank me later! " " You love me, right? " " You, me... keeping on... together? " " You versus me! Me versus you! Either way! " " Dance battle! Or, you know... regular battle. " " You wanna fight with me?! Put 'em up!.. Put 'em up? " " A million baddies, and you wanna hit me? Aww! " " I am so impressed with myself! " " Ha ha, this is in no way surprising! Ha ha! " " Don't bother with plastic surgery - there's NO fixing that! " " I am right behind you, Vault Hunting friend! " " I can do that too! ... Sorta... Except not. " " You jerks have NO idea what you're in for! " " I'm so glad I'm not one of those guys right now! " " YOU! ARE! SCARY! " " That is in no way disturbing. " " I did a challenge? I did a challenge! " " Glad I didn't mess that up. " " I feel... complete!.. That's weird. " " I actually did something right for once! " " Hmmm, the possibilities are an infinite recursion. " " Do any of these come with a new paint job? " " Which of these gives me my free will back? " " The moon is not enough! " " I'd do anything for a man/woman with a gun. " " At least I still have my teeth! " " Coffee? Black... like my soul. " " Crazy young whippersnappers... " " I've finally got an electric personality! " " Wait, this isn't vegetable juice! " " Cool! Now we're both super-crazy-amazing! " " These are the best kind of cooties! " " Can I shoot something now? Or climb some stairs? SOMETHING exciting? " " Times like these, I really start to question the meaning of my existence. Then I get distra-hey! What's this? This looks cool! " " It would really stink if I couldn't control what I was thinking. Like, who wants to know that I'm thinking about cheese and lint, right? " " How does math work? Does this skin make me look fat? If a giraffe and a car had a baby, would it be called a caraffe? Life's big questions, man. " " Who needs memories when I can do all this cool stuff? Stuff that I currently am not doing! That's what I'd like to call a 'hint'. " " Does this mean I can start dancing? Pleeeeeeaaaaase? " " Ya know when there was that Vault monster scare? I had these friends, and boy times sure were scary! But, I didn't care because I had friends, and they were like... super-friends! And then they left me, but they saved the world and I was like 'I know those guys!' Even though they never came back after that I still knew they cared, because no one had ever been... nice to me before. ... What is this? My eye is like... leaking. " " It's really quiet... and lonely... (hums briefly) Also this 'stopped moving' thing makes me uncomfortable. It gives me time to stop and think... literally. I'VE STOPPED, AND I'M THINKING! IT HURTS ME! " " Oh. My. God. What if I'm like... a fish? And, if I'm not moving... I stop breathing? AND THEN I'LL DIE! HELP ME! HELP MEEEEE HEE HEE HEEE! HHHHHHHELP! " " Ahem, ahem. What's going on? Did I break something? " “ You hear me, (name)?! You killed my friends! You destroyed my product line! I am the last Claptrap in existence, AND I AM GOING TO TEABAG YOUR CORPSE! ” “ You think a door can stop me, (name)?! I was MADE to open doors! ” “ Dammit, (name) - how did you know stairs were my ONLY weakness?! Next to electrocution, and explosions, and gunfire, rust, corrosion, being kicked a lot, viruses, being called bad names, falling from great heights, drowning, adult onset diabetes, being looked at funny, heart attacks, exposure to oxygen, being turned down by women, and pet allergens! Your brilliance is matched only by your malevolence! ” “ I'm just gonna go ahead and cloak now. You can't hear me crying if I cloak! (sobbing) stairs, why did it have to be stairs? I'll never climb those stairs! ”

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elo-kodon · 5 years

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Untitled Iwaoi Short Story #1

(Part 1 here)

PART 2

“That was such a great dinner, Auntie! I’m completely stuffed, right Iwa-chan?” Oikawa exclaims happily, his voice carrying through the small house in bright, musical tones.

Iwaizumi receives a short but painful jab to his side with Oikawa’s elbow. The movement almost makes him drop the dinner plate he’s scrubbing into the soapy water. He gives Oikawa a short, annoyed look before responding. “Yes, thanks so much!” he calls out hurriedly.

“Ohh it was no trouble at all boys,” Oikawa’s aunt says, gracefully gliding down the stairs in her long, summery-red pleated skirt.

Once Iwaizumi had met Oikawa’s aunt, her sophisticated and bubbly personality was one of the first things he noticed about her. She gave the boys a warm hug, welcomed them in, and immediately turned to Iwaizumi. “Now Iwaizumi dear, let’s do away with the formalities for now. Why don’t you just call me Hisako? Goodness knows all my colleagues already do.” Hisako waved her left hand air in a quick flourish and lead the boys into her house. She showed Oikawa and Iwaizumi to their room upstairs. “I’ll leave you two to unpack for a while. I’ve got to head back downstairs to finish up dinner. Feel free to join me whenever you boys are ready to eat!”

“She’s great, isn’t she?” Oikawa threw his duffel bag onto the ground, turning back to Iwaizumi proudly, “Mom says she’s a spitfire, but I like her a lot! She’s always been there for me, ya know?”

Iwaizumi considers Oikawa’s past words as he continues to work on the last of the dinner plates. It’s no surprise that Oikawa would like her. Hisako had a lot of qualities that reminded him of his best friend. Their determined attitudes and boundless energy were practically the same. No wonder Oikawa was so excited to make the trip up here.

Hisako calls out from the other room. “If you two are about done with the dishes, would you mind meeting me in the living room in a bit? I’d love to show you a few of my designs for the show on Sunday. Tooru, you also need to hear the rundown of the itinerary so you know what to expect.”

Once the boys get done cleaning up, they join Hisako on her pink and blue floral patterned couch. It’s a cozy fit with all three of them, Hisako on the far left, Iwaizumi on the far right, and Oikawa snugly in the middle.

Tucking a loose strand her wavy black hair behind her ear, Hisako reaches down to the side of the couch, picks up a thick shiny black binder and hands it to Oikawa to open. He carefully takes the huge binder from her and opens to one of the first tabbed pages.

“So for this particular show, since it’s still only my second one, I really wanted to focus on kids’ streetwear. I’ve noticed that a lot of students like to have clothing that’s still modern and practical, but also wear things that fit to their own unique sense of style…”

They spend the next half hour pouring through the thick and colorful pages of Hisako’s designs. Oikawa listens with keen interest as his aunt talks to them about her ideas and underlying concepts with model’s outfit. It seems like with each particular outfit and pattern, Hisako has a wonderful remark or funny story to recount on each model.

“You see now why I wanted you to join me on this project Oikawa? I really need students with strong personalities, since the show’s main concept is based around stories of youth. So, this is where you come in…”

Oikawa lounges back while he listens to his aunt talk about what she has planned for his design. He loves hearing about Hisako’s stories and inspiration behind everything, but he can’t help but wonder if Iwaizumi is starting to feel a little left out. Carefully, out of the corner of his eye, he slowly and surreptitiously directs his gaze to Iwaizumi. With Hisako’s voice still in the background, he puts his hearing on autopilot for a few moments while he stares at his best friend.

Iwaizumi has his knees brought up to his chest, his hands wrapped around them as he gazes down at the sketch of Oikawa’s proposed design for the show. Oikawa’s breath hitches softly as he scans Iwaizumi’s face. There’s a fondness to the boy’s dark eyes, his lips are slightly pursed. It reminds Oikawa of how Iwaizumi used to look at him when they were children. But there’s also something else to it… With a confused realization, it dawns on him. Iwaizumi looks like he’s concentrating on something. Like he’s drinking in the design on Hisako’s drawing, trying to memorize the curve of each pencil marking, of each splotch of color on the roughly sketched pattern. Iwaizumi’s left hand reaches down to feel the small piece of fabric stapled onto the bottom right corner of the page. Oikawa catches his eye once Iwaizumi turns to pretend to look at Hisako.

Iwaizumi locks the back of his jaw once he realizes Oikawa’s caught him staring. The pair lock eyes for a second. The light brown irises of Oikawa fixate on his own, like a curious tiger pup. Iwaizumi ducks his head down towards his lap, knowing that the heat traveling up his neck and onto his cheeks are definitely noticeable. “Stupid idiot…” he thinks.

Goosebumps appear on Oikawa arms as he slowly averts his eyes. “Weird…Why did Hajime blush just now?”

Guess he’d have to tackle that question later.

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*Saturday*

“Here you go!” Hisako sings out, beaming down at Iwaizumi and Oikawa, setting down a plate of pancakes and two tall glasses of strawberry-and-kewi smoothies in front of them. “Now, Tooru, dear, just so you know, I’m gonna be out at the office in town for the majority of this afternoon and the evening, so you’ll have to be in charge of making sure this young man,” she gestures to Iwaizumi, “gets fed a good dinner, okay? There’s a nice little market about a few miles still outside of town that you two can drive over to pick up whatever you’d like. I’d make dinner for you both but I need to stay late at the studio tonight so we can finish paperwork and make any last minute adjustments before the show tomorrow.”

Oikawa nods eagerly and salutes his aunt, “Of course Auntie, you can count on me! Can’t wait to see my outfit in person tomorrow, I bet it’ll make all the girls swoon!”

Hisako lets out a sparkling laugh, “Oh, I’m sure, Tooru.” She puts her breakfast dish in the sink, walking over to the front door to grab her sweater and her large canvas bag. “Hope you two have fun hanging out today! There’s a great beach nearby that you boys should go to if you have the time. I’ve got to run, take care now!” Iwaizumi and Oikawa hear the final few clacks of her shoes as she shuts the screen door behind her and walks down the steps of the front porch towards her car. They hear her engine start and then she’s off.

“God, you really are a putz” mutters Iwaizumi, lightly smacking the back of Tooru’s head.

“Not my fault you don’t know how to talk to women, Iwa-chan,” Oikawa says as he attempts to dodge Iwazumi, but ultimately failing.

Iwaizumi rolls his eyes and gets up from his chair. He didn’t feel like bickering with Oikawa today. He was in too good of a mood, plus he really wanted to go somewhere with Oikawa to play volleyball anyways.

“Sooooo Iwa-channn what’s on the agenda for today?” Oikawa asks. He stands up from his chair and stretches out his tall torso, his arms almost touching the bottom of the fan in the kitchen.

“Wanna do a practice match somewhere?”

“Hmmm. Yes, but I also wanted to check out that beach Auntie mentioned. Not like we really have a beach back home.”

“Why don’t we do both? We can set up a court once we find a good spot.” Iwaizumi suggested.

“Ohhh a beach match? You’re on, mothman.”

Iwaizumi lets out a small, soft “Dumbass” under his breath, then quickly runs up the stairs to grab their duffels, Oikawa slowly following up after him.

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Oikawa’s high-pitched falsetto voice pierces Iwaizumi’s ears while he tries to keep concentrating on the winding road in front of him. He sings out another lyric of the weird country song that they happened to discover on the local radio a few minutes ago.

“Joooooooooooleeeenne, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Puh-LEASE don’t take my maaannn. Even though you totally caaannn-“ Oikawa drawls out in a feminine, old-lady voice, intentionally fucking up the lyrics.

Iwaizumi lets out another round of loud barking laughter. He forgot how genuinely funny Oikawa can be once he lets his guard down. But that usually only happens when it’s just the two of them together. He scrunches up his eyes, tears of laughter pricking at the outer edges of his eyelids. He’s laughing and smiling so much that his jaw is starting to get sore. “S-stop it you bastard, you’re gonna make me crash this damn car.”

Oikawa grins over at Iwaizumi, his eyes crinkling at the edges. He turns back forward and smiles quickly to himself. He absolutely loves Iwaizumi’s laugh. The sound never gets old. “Damn, what a stupid song. Who the fuck is Jolene??”

“I don’t-“ Iwaizumi tries to respond but is stopped by another round of laughter. “I don’t know man, but she’s got some issues apparently. I feel kind of bad for her, honestly.”

“Eh, not bad enough,” Oikawa grins. “Since when does Japan have American country stations? Is this a new fad or some shit?”

“I have no idea.”

“Oh, Iwa-chan, there’s the turn up ahead!” Oikawa says hurriedly, leaning forward in his seat.

Iwaizumi turns off the main route onto another small, dusty dirt road. As they make a couple more turns, the truck spits up dust.

“Oh wow, is this sand?” Oikawa tries to squint through the yellowish haze.

“I guess so. We must be close.”

They head around a row of trees and then make one final turn. Iwaizumi parks in one of the faded parking spots, then kills the engine. It doesn’t take too long to unpack the bed of the truck. With both duffel bags slung around Iwaizumi and Oikawa carrying the net bag, they walk down a sandy path to the beach below.

They find a good, flat area of sand and throw down their bags. Iwaizumi sets up the volleyball net while Oikawa takes off his flip flops. He unpacks the volleyballs, water bottles, and snacks.

“Hey, ‘kawa, the net’s done.”

“Lit.”

Iwaizumi throws the net bag down near the duffels and Oikawa takes a couple minutes to mark the edges of each side of the court using a stick. He squints at the line on each side, then runs over to the other side to check the dimensions.

“It’s fine, Oikawa. Let’s play already.” Iwaizumi drawls.

“Fine, fine.” Oikawa takes his sunglasses off and perches them neatly in his hair. He picks a light blue volleyball up from the ground and walks onto his side of the court. Iwaizumi’s already on his side, hands on his knees, ready for Oikawa to start. Using only one hand, Oikawa swiftly throws the ball high up in the air. “You know I’m totally gonna win this match, right?”

Iwaizumi snorts and smirks at Oikawa through the holes of the net. “Not on your life, pretty boy.”

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Soaring through the air over the net, the small blue volleyball heads toward Iwaizumi’s side of the court. With the quickness of a puma and the grace of a warrior, the spiky-haired male crouches down and receives the ball. The volleyball bounces back upwards, over Iwaizumi’s head and the boy looks up. He ends up timing the comedown of the ball perfectly, executing a three step approach. Calf muscles tensing, Iwaizumi swings his arms back and jumps up in the air. With a look of fierceness set in his face, eyes gleaming, his right arm whips forward and sends the ball flying straight down towards Oikawa’s side.

Oikawa dives forward and manages to keep the ball up, but only enough to the point where it flys forward underneath the net. His sunglasses fall down crookedly onto the bridge of his nose. He groans. He almost got a mouthful of sand from this last one.

Iwaizumi lets out a snicker, “What was that about beating me again?” He grins, watching Oikawa pick his lanky frame up off the sand.

Dammit. Oikawa was sure his past spike wouldn’t turn into a chance ball, but somehow Iwaizumi managed to receive and turn it into a downward attack. He watches Iwaizumi take off his shirt through the lenses of his sunglasses. Iwaizumi grabs his water bottle and takes a long drink of water, his other hand resting on his hip.

What a cocky bastard. Oikawa mentally convinces himself that he’s not taking this moment to run his eyes down the frame of Iwaizumi’s body. Nope. Definitely not taking in his wonderful, tan shoulders, and his stocky biceps, and of course that stupid lovely six pack- Wait what the hell? When did Iwa-chan get so buff?? Has he been doing extra strength training on the side or something?

“Ready to get your ass whooped again, Shittykawa?” calls out Iwaizumi.

Oikawa dusts the sand off his knees, sweat dripping down his bangs into his face. He takes a few ragged breaths. “You fuckin wish, biiiitttcchh.”

Iwaizumi is about to make a retort when he notices Oikawa’s fast panting, his chest heaving in and out to try and steady his breathing back to normal. His hair is drenched, his shirt covered in sweat. Oikawa glances down worriedly at the wrap on his knee, reminding Iwaizumi of his past injury. He hastily looks at his watch.

“On second thought, you look pretty tired, Tooru. It’s getting close to dinnertime anyways. Let’s call it a match and pack up, yeah?”

Oikawa lets out an annoyed huff but then concedes.

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They arrive back home, laughing about another funny joke Oikawa said when they were on the road. Iwaizumi and Oikawa tramp up the porch steps and through the screen door, both letting out relaxed sighs when the air conditioning hits them. They head towards the kitchen counter. Iwaizumi turns around and tosses his water bottle quickly to Oikawa, Oikawa wordlessly catching it in his hand.

“Take this back up to the room, then we can go to the market and get some food. I’ll make dinner tonight if you want.”

“Uh…sure Iwa-chan.” He replies, hurrying up the stairs in a daze.

He sets both he and Iwaizumi’s water bottles on top of the dresser in their room. He takes a minute for himself, grabbing a towel and running it through his locks of hair to get the sweat out. He’s about to head out of the room when his eyes naturally find their gaze to the mirror hanging on the opposite wall. He walks closer to his reflection, placing the towel around his neck.

Oikawa inspects his appearance in the mirror. Eyebrows knitted together, he turns his face to either side, looking at his cheekbones. His wide, almond shaped brown eyes. His thin lips, still nicely rounded out for a guy’s mouth. He had okay teeth, straight and not too big.

“Iwa-chan’s still prettier though,” he thought.

He shakes his head, trying to regain focus. Bounding down the stairs to meet Iwaizumi, he realizes he left his flips flops somewhere in the living room.

“Almost done Oikawa? I’m starving, we should head out now.” Iwaizumi calls from the kitchen.

“One second!” Oikawa answers. He’s slipping his toes through his sandals he found underneath the coffee table when something black and shiny catches his eye. “Auntie’s binder?”

He reaches over and slowly slides the binder towards him. He opens to a random tab and somehow manages to get to the exact design that’s supposed to be what he’s wearing for the show tomorrow. Running his fingertips over the drawing of his figure, it finally dawns on him. His eyes widen and snap up from the book. “I’ve figured it out! I know what I need to do!”

“Seriously Shittykawa let’s-,” Iwaizumi walks over and stops to see Oikawa staring at the designs, “go…”

Oikawa quickly looks up at him from his sitting position on the floor. “Oh Iwa-chan, uh-“ Iwaizumi notices his eyes flit away from him for a couple of seconds. It looks like he’s trying to come up with something to say. “Right, about dinner…uh, could you go on without me? I uh, have a stomach ache. I’ll just stay here. Pick out whatever, okay?”

His wide orbs stare up at him nervously and Iwaizumi knows he made that last part up. “Sure….if that’s what you want…” he narrows his eyes at Oikawa. He just knows the little shit’s up to something.

“It is, now please goooo Iwa-chaaann. Out, out, out!” Oikawa pushes him happily out the door, tossing his truck keys to him.

When Iwaizumi’s finally gone, Oikawa sighs heavily and looks up at the clock on the kitchen wall. It was already 5pm. He does some quick math in his head, trying to see if he has enough time to leave and come back before Iwaizumi gets back home. It would probably take Iwaizumi about 20 minutes or so to get to the market Hisako had told them about.

“There’s no way I can make it all the way into town and back without the chance of Iwa-chan knowing I was gone. Hm. Unless….yes of course! I’ll use that shortcut!”

He grabs the house keys, changes into his running shoes, and sprints out the door. Instead of running alongside the road all the way into town like he usually would, he hops a small fence and takes a shortcut through the neighbor’s small forest. He ends up running through a wide barley field, the sun beating down on him in waves and his body starting to get sweaty all over again. The leaves of the plants in the field scrape against his calves but Tooru pays it no mind. He makes his way down to a large road on the corner of town. Once he crosses one of the main roads, he’s able to slip behind the main buildings and into a suburb which he knows will lead him to where he needs to be.

He passes the last house in the long, narrow neighborhood street and makes another turn, leading to a small set of offices. He runs through the bronze double doors and takes the elevator up to the fifth floor, leaning back against the wall of the elevator to finally catch his breath. The door opens to a bright white hallway, giant black and white photos of models striking dramatic poses in different outfits line the walls. He gets to the end of the hallway and fast-walks into his aunt’s studio space. He scans the area and spots Hisako standing near her desk with two colleagues, leaning down and pointing to a areas on a printed photo with her pen.

“Oh, Oikawa dear, I’m quite surprised to see you here. Where’s your friend, Hajime?” she asks curiously.

Oikawa takes a deep breath, wringing his hands in front of him. “Yeah, about Iwa-chan… Auntie, I need you to help me out with a huge favor.”

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A/N: wooww wonder what happens next?? Yeah I meant to post this way earlier today since I was hella excited about it and I had already typed out the outline for this part but it ended up being pretty long lol. Anyways, thanks for reading, if you like the story so far let me know by liking and commenting on it! I’d love to hear what you think! Also stay tuned for Part 3 where we finally get to the day of the fashion show!

Also if anyone knows how to get a quick AO3 invite/account set up, let me know. I’d love to be able to post this to that site as well. Thanks so much for all your likes and support for my first ever haikyuu fic!

-Elo

#haikyuu #haikyuu!!#elo speaks #my fics #iwaoi #iwaizumi #oikawa #oikawa tooru #iwaizumi hajime #short story #fanfic #fic #elotheweeb

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god-damn-it-liz · 5 years

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About Us Tag

Sooooo we were pleasantly surprised to see that we were tagged. The rules go as followed: tag the person who tagged you, answer the questions, and tag 10 people. Thank you, @razzledazzlemfs for tagging us. So....

-How tall are you?

Lovie: I’m 5′4 Alex: 5′9″! Which is a pretty good height because I’m short enough to not tower over everyone but tall enough to make people think twice about fighting me.

-What color and style is your hair?

Lovie: Uhhh, really depends on the type of day I’m having. I have very curly hair so sometimes I just throw it in a bun, sometimes I just let it down and mousse it (TRESemmé Flawless Curls Mousse) if I’m feeling fancy. Oh, it’s also black. Alex: Straight as hell, a bit past shoulder length. It’s also dyed black, but my natural hair is a really dark brown so you can’t really tell the difference! I don’t do much with it because I suck at hair but I do put it up a lot since I’m not used to having it long. I kept a pixie cut/short bob for a while!

-What color are your eyes?

Lovie: Dark brown. Alex: A muted blue

-Do you wear glasses?

Lovie: No, but my blind eyes should. I’m nearsighted. I was going to get glasses with my next paycheck but like...I also really want makeup. Alex: Yeah. I used to only need them for reading and I can still survive without them, but my eyesight has definitely worsened. Staring at a screen probably doesn’t help.

-Do you wear braces?

Lovie: No, I do not. Alex: No, and I never have. I got lucky in that department!” (can’t say that for everything else though oof)

-What’s your fashion sense?

Lovie: I would describe my fashion sense as...”I want to be edgy but my mom won’t let me.” Alex: Functional, preferably with a darker color scheme. The general rule for me: If I can’t run from the authorities in it, I won’t wear it. At least not regularly!

-Full name?

Lovie: Lovie. Alex: Alexandria, but Alex is always preferred!

-When were you born?

Lovie: July 21, 1997 Alex: September 29, 2000. I’m a Libra baby :)

-Where were you born and where do you live now?

Lovie: I was born in South Texas and still live in South Texas. Alex: San Diego, and I still live within the county!

-What school do you go to?

Lovie: I dropped out for a semester so I could work but I’m going back in the fall. I should have a bachelor’s degree but because the school I was going to for two years shut down I HAVE TO START ALL OVER AGAIN! BOI I LOVE COLLEGE! Alex: I’m just going to community college right now because I don’t know what I’m doing with my life. I’m an anthropology major, but I might switch to biology since I’m really interested in genetics. I’m also thinking of doing communication studies. I really need to figure it out so I can choose a direction!

-What kind of student are you?

Lovie: I’m a surprisingly good student considering the fact that I am charged out the ass every semester. All you gotta know is that I pass my classes. I ain’t out here lookin to be an overachiever. I’m trying to pass. Alex: I could be better because although I get good grades and manage to grasp material pretty well, I bullshit my way through EVERYTHING. It’s a bad habit but I never study as much as I should and almost never know what’s going on in class until I get there.

Oh my god, am I Luca? Fuck, I think I’m Luca!

-Do you like school?

Lovie: Not even remotely. I enjoyed it somewhat until I had to start over again at square one and now I’m completely demotivated. The only thing preventing me from dropping out of college altogether and becoming a stripper is the reality that I lack the sex appeal, athleticism, and people skills to be a stripper. College is the only other option for me. Alex: I think it’s alright. There’s a lot of crap and money you have to go through for a degree so I’m considering going into a trade for my first career, but I might take a couple more classes before I finalize that decision. I need to try out more before I shut it down completely!

-Favorite subject?

Lovie: English and History. I’ve always excelled at both those subjects. Alex: I love social sciences and regular sciences! Science rules!

-Favorite TV Show?

Lovie: The Tudors has been a favorite of mine since high school but right now, Game of Thrones and Roman Empire. Alex: Imposters! It’s about a con artist that gets people to fall in love with her before she steals all of their money and disappears, but her last three targets team up to track her down and go through an incredible journey through the US and Mexico! It’s funny and cool and has a touch of romance. It’s extremely underrated!

-Favorite Movie?

Lovie: I will ride or die for Clueless, Mean Girls and 10 Things I Hate About You. I have a lot of movies that I greatly enjoy but those three movies never fail to make me laugh or feel better if I’ve had a bad day. Alex: I’ve never been a huge movie person but for some reason one in particular sticks out to me. It’s called Hush, it’s a horror, and it scares the absolute shit out of me. Last time I watched it I put on Thor: Ragnarok on after so I wouldn't be so freaked out!

-Favorite Books?

Lovie: This is a hard one, honestly. I’ve read so many books that I can’t pick one but I remember ‘The Night Circus’ by Erin Morgenstern having a large impact on me in high school. Alex: Oof.... I have no clue! The entire Percy Jackson series is always a favorite, The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde is close to my heart, and The Great Gatsby was my favorite out of what I read in high school. That’s what I can choose right now!

-Favorite past time?

Lovie: I have a habit of writing a lot and then never posting it. So probably either writing privately or shitposting on this blog. Alex: Mostly research on my current interests (at the moment it’s houseplants, gardening, and dog breeds), posting on my finsta, and watching YouTube videos or Netflix. When I wanna get crazy I’ll put on a song and click the YouTube mix playlist button.

-Do you have any regrets?

Lovie: None that I feel comfortable discussing in a tag meme. Alex: Not being more assertive and every penny I’ve ever spent (I’m very broke at the moment and sad about it lmao).

-Dream Job?

Lovie: I’m still debating if I want to be a museum curator or an English professor but I would love to be a professional writer. Like an author or a writer for a game or tv show. Alex: I really don’t know! All I know is that I like working with people, I like a chill work environment, and I like a job that has meaning to me. Working two months in fast food taught me all of those things! I’m still searching for what I want to do but I’ll find it!

-Do you like shopping?

Lovie: I do actually. It’s fun when I’m impulse shopping after having a bad day. Alex: I like it so much that I have lists of random shit that I’ve seen online that I want to get. I have a weird rule with myself though, where I have to sit on it for 24 hours before deciding if I really want it so I don’t wipe my bank account. I find it helps, but it also makes me realize that I want the weirdest shit. Like a tortilla blanket, or a mug with a mug on it.

-What countries have you visited?

Lovie: Mexico and Jamaica Alex: I’ve been to Mexico but I don’t really remember it, the Bahamas, and I don’t know if it counts but I’ve been to some of the US Virgin Islands!

-Scariest nightmare you ever had?

Lovie: If I didn’t have such a shit memory I’d probably be able to answer this. Alex: I couldn’t see anything but I could hear the sound of machinery and people screaming in pain. I remember feeling this intense heat underneath me getting hotter, and when I struggled it felt like I was swinging. Finally, after what felt like an hour of panicking and trying to figure things out I realized that I was being cooked alive in a burlap sack along with many others, suspended above something hot. And then I struggled one more time, the bag broke, and I woke up right when I began to fall. That was over ten years ago but that’s gotta be the worst.

-Any enemies?

Lovie: The WH writers. Alex: Tom Nook, Michael Pencil, and Onision.

-Any significant other?

Lovie: I’ve been with my fiance for 6 years now. It’ll be 7 in June. Alex: No, and I’ve never actually dated anyone! I’ll find my person one day!

-Do you believe in miracles?

Lovie: I do! Yes, I do! Alex: Absolutely. How do you think Lovie and I happened to meet? It’s certainly some crazy odds for us both to meet online through a mutual interest in a game and become such close friends! That in itself is a miracle to me! :)

-How are you?

Lovie: Could be better. Could be worse. I’m just getting by. Alex: Feeling kind of lost and currently handling some stress headaches but I’m doing pretty alright. Just trying to live the best I can!

We Tag: @youkaiangel @stephdaninja @donetorhasslichliebe @mrsalfonsegoldstein @calwh7 @midnightiscool @dragonsandloki @secretbouquetstrawberrysthings @danielisbestwerewolf @aoimoku12

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wildroseofarran · 5 years

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Winter Ball, Part I || Jaidan & Fletcher

June: June wouldn't consider herself a sneaky person--or a person who was good at being sneaky--but sometimes the opportunity and need presented itself.

This particular time it had taken the form of an innocent dinner invitation to her boyfriend and best friend.

"So! Thoughts on the pasta? I tried out a new recipe."

Aidan: Aidan smiled, "È perfetto, bellissima." The dish made the Italian feel right. He leaned over to kiss her cheek and tuck hair behind her ear. "You should make it more often."

Fletcher: Fletcher watched quietly as Aidan played his role of loving companion. Archers. What love they possessed. It was almost alien to witness.

He dipped his torn piece of bread in the marinara and nodded.

"S'great. Not as acidic as last time. Think that bit of sugar helped."

June: "Aww, you." She beamed at the kiss. Her intentions may have been sneaky but the new recipe was honest.

"Oh yay! And thank you for being nicer about your critique than my brother, he said that last sauce tasted like battery acid. And the chicken? That good too?"

Aidan: "Yes ma'am," he took another bite, "is Luke still not eatin' meat?" Asked to Fletcher.

Fletcher: "Nah. M'still allowed, though," he smirked.

June: "How is Luke? Does he still think Edenton is a beautiful magical place?"

Aidan: Yes, Luke absolutely thought Edenton was a magnificent place, and Fletcher would be very much aware of this.

Aidan simply ate and politely looked between the two of them as they spoke.

Fletcher: "Somehow it still holds charm for him. I guess that's a good thing?"

June: "A very good thing. We could all use some charm in our lives." Aha! She'd found her in. "Speaking of, ya'll hear about the winter ball that's coming up?"

Aidan: Aidan coughed, choked on a bit of pasta and cleared his throat. He dabbed his mouth with a napkin and set down his cutlery.

"Excuse me." He looked suspiciously at June. "You think we could use a winter ball in our life?"

Fletcher: Fletcher did enjoy that sudden consternation from her boyfriend, he just couldn't figure out why.

"They do silent auctions n'the money goes to some charity thing." Many galas had been attended by Fletcher Goodman, but only as a Samantha hiding in a corner.

June: June gave Aidan the sweetest, most innocent look she could muster. "They do," she said, nodding as Fletcher spoke. "Silent auction, a really nice dinner, a dance. And it's always so pretty."

Aidan: "A dance? ..." He glanced at Fletcher. He shook his head. Nope! "I've attended enough galas an' rich-people parties an' black tie events in my time."

June: "Oh this isn't a rich people party at all. It's for the people of the town, for the holidays. Everyone goes. Right, Fletcher?"

Fletcher: He could clearly see what she wanted and was willing to oblige. "Yeah, sure. I mean...if ya don't wanna go..." He could handle an evening surrounded by people, couldn't he? He would be missing just about all of his toes in the process. Shit, what was he about to offer?

Nothing. He shrugged and continued to eat.

Aidan: "Would you like t'go with Fletcher?"

June: "Actually....I was thinking we could all go. You and me and Fletcher and Luke. Together."

Fletcher: Fletcher paused with his glass frozen to his lips. Well fuck.

"...Luke might like it, yeah..."

Aidan: Hmm.

"If you wanted Luke t'come with us why didn't you invite him t'this meal too?"

June: .....Dammit. So much for being sneaky.

"Um...." June tried for that sweet look again. "I didn't think he'd need to be talked into it?"

Fletcher: "Well, ya ain't wrong 'bout that."

Aidan: "An'... why didn't you bring it up with me before?" June was attempting to be sneaky with her lawyer boyfriend. Interesting approach. "Luke doesn't need convincin', Fletcher was on board straight away..." He shifted in his seat, leaned an elbow on the table and pointed at himself, "Fletcher is here t'convince me, isn't he?"

June: "Whaaaaat? Pfffffft." June waved a hand and stuffed another bite of pasta in her mouth. "Don't be silly, honey."

Aidan: Aidan cleared his throat. This didn't feel like a conversation to have in front of Fletcher.

"When is the ball?"

June: "In a couple of weeks. It's on a Saturday."

Fletcher: "You're in, you're out, n'then ya go home." This was also said for himself. The last gala had been attended by...unsavory creatures. He was going to end up talking himself out of this.

Aidan: "I'll think about it."

June: There was no hiding June's hopeful look. "Promise?" she asked softly.

Fletcher: Aww. How could he say no to that face?

Aidan: Very easily. But still, it was a promise to think, not a promise to do.

"I promise." We will talk when Fletcher isn't here.

June: June squealed in delight as she reached across to squeeze Aidan. "Thank you thank you thank you! I know it doesn't sound like your thing but I promise it's really nice. Plus, it'll be the first time we got to go to a dance together."

Fletcher: "Ya ain't gone t'the thing we have in the summer? What's it called?"

Aidan: Something about Aidan's gaze should tell Fletcher that he's warning him. Let's not go down this road. Don't remind her. If I'm going down, I'm taking you with me, Goodman.

June: "The 4th of July thing? No, I think I had to work that night. We were slammed."

Fletcher: "How 'bout this year?" He glanced to her boyfriend, the reaper, and hid his smile while chewing his food.

"Used t'go with Marion...Luke likes all the dancin'."

Aidan: Oooooh. Dick.

"Hm. While we're at it, let's invite Ronan an' Matheus too. I bet Ronan'd love that. He'd prob'ly... bring Salt an' Tristan with him. We can make it a thing, huh?"

June: The face June made at the mention of Marion quickly disappeared at Aidan's suggestion. "That would be so fun! We'd get to have the prom we never had since we didn't date in high school!"

Fletcher: "Aww. The prom she didn't get," Fletcher smiled at Aidan.

Aidan: Aidan scratched at his beard. "We'll have t'buy you some new dresses, won't we?" he smiled at June, clearly thinking something... dirty.

June: "I never pass up the opportunity to buy a new dress."

Fletcher: Fletcher kept his mouth shut and reached for more garlic bread. He'd probably need new clothes, too. No more renting a tuxedo.

Aidan: June's hand is gently taken and kissed. Then, he stands and starts to collect the dishes on the table.

June: "Sooooo does that mean we're going to the ball?"

Aidan: "I said I'll think about it, didn't I?" He clears the table and puts things away before starting to wash the dishes.

June: "You did, and then you mentioned inviting everyone and dress shopping." Could her voice sound any more hopeful? Probably not.

Fletcher: Fletcher leaned back in his seat with his glass of red wine. Not his battle, Ms. June.

Aidan: You helped get us here, though, didn't you?

"It's short notice, June. You know I have work t'do, I have t'think about it."

June: June nodded. "I know," she said softly. And she did and she knew very well it might not be possible. But still....

Fletcher: "Luke n'I...will keep ya company."

Aidan: He stopped for a moment to look between Fletcher and June.

"Aw, don't do me like - y'know what my job's like now that I'm doin' everythin' abroad. It... I can't - don't -" SIGH. "A'ight. I'll - I'll - if it will make you happy, I'll go with you."

June: June was quick to shake her head. "No no, I know, I'm not trying to make you feel bad for working. It's okay if you have to work."

Even so, she was unable to help her face lighting up. "Really? You don't have to if you really don't want to."

Fletcher: Nope. Not a word. My what delicious wine this was. Shame Luke wouldn't have any.

Aidan: Smiled, Aidan dried his hands.

"How am I meant t'say no..." He approached and placed hands either side of her face, "when ya look at me like that, hm? When is it, again?"

June: She practically beamed up at him, giving him a quick kiss. "Two weeks. Or three I guess, not counting this weekend."

Fletcher: "Well," Fletcher groaned getting to his feet, "I should be headin' back. I'll leave y'all to it." He knew better than to offer his cleaning services with Aidan present. The man was well underway.

"S'my treat next time. Kay?"

Aidan: ... His treat?

"You cook, Fletcher?" Clearly he was surprised.

Fletcher: "Um," he blinked, "m'no chef, but yeah."

June: "He absolutely could be a chef, his cooking is amazing. Especially his tomato gravy."

Aidan: Somehow, Aidan didn't believe that.

"Every dinner must be grand with you an' Luke in one house."

Fletcher: Eyes darted between the two. "S'not that epic. I got simple tastes. I don't know shit outside southern cookin'."

June: "That's my mom with Mexican cooking and I also consider her a chef." June just loved food. And people who could make it well.

Aidan: "... 'Grand' doesn't mean 'grand' like elaborate," it simply meant 'great' or 'good'. Anyway. "Yeah, well believe it or not Conor's the chef in our fam'ly. We let our chefs go 'cause he wanted t'cook for us all the time."

Fletcher: He wasn't sure how to respond. This was small talk, and small talk he could do with June, but Aidan was the Judge. He had almost no time with the man yet he knew this.

"That somethin' y'all still do?"

June: It was small talk Fletcher could do with June, but it made her so happy he was doing it with Aidan. She wanted them to bond and be friends.

Aidan: Aidan shook his head, "Not really, no. It's hard t'get everyone together these days. We've all got our own lives, makin' our own..." A quick glance to June he hoped wasn't noticeable, "families."

Fletcher: His glance might not have been noticeable to June, but Fletcher had his eyes on him. The statement was bold enough.

"Yeah...bet Christmas is Hell."

June: It was definitely noticed. And though it made her internally scream with joy, all that showed on the outside was a soft smile.

"They just have to be bribed the right way."

Aidan: "Ronan fell in love with your cookies, bet you could get him t'do anythin' with more of those." He gestured to Fletcher. "I'm sure he can vouch for how Ro will do anythin' for food in general."

Fletcher: "Generally anything with meat. Pizza especially."

June: "Awww, that makes me happy. I should make him more. And bring him a pizza."

Aidan: That made the reaper smile. "He should be bringin' you treats." Not that he'd trust any treats Ronan offered to her. "When was the last time you saw him?" Asked to Fletcher.

Fletcher: He didn't know if he'd trust him, either. Maybe the newer turning-over-a-new-leaf Ronan. "Few days ago. Just chilled."

June: "I love bringing treats! What does Conor like? He needs treats, too. And Sean!"

Aidan: "Yeah? That's good." It's good that his brother has friends.

What does Conor like?...

"Con... uhh... he likes steak?" He chuckled, "Con don't really like much. Ask him yourself." With a translator, he supposed. "Sean likes everythin', you could make him cookies too, he'd love 'em."

Fletcher: Oh, that reminded him. "How's that lesson shit goin' with that guy. Bo Nowicki?"

June: “Oh, I will,” June said brightly. “But if he’s not forthcoming with information I’m bringing him a steak. And I’m definitely bringing Sean cookies!” All of the brothers Archer would get at least one random treat.

“Only had a couple so far, but they’re going well! Need to schedule another soon.”

Aidan: "A st-" he couldn't believe that he had met someone willing to make a damn steak just to be nice. June's far too sweet for this universe.

"Yeah, interestin' kid, that Bo. You know him well?"

Fletcher: Of course she would bring someone steak. Look what she did for them.

His shoulders stiffened. He died for him. Was that well enough?

"He's uh... resilient. Interestin's a word t'use. Sure."

June: “He is interesting. He knows all these languages and doesn’t seem to get them mixed up at all. His brain must just be a giant library.”

Aidan: "Interestin', huh?" You're not telling me something, Goodman. "Spends a lot of time with Conor?"

Fletcher: "Friends, probably. D'y'all not talk?"

June: "I've seen him hanging out with the sheriff, too. It's nice that your brother is making friends. I'd hate for him to have to be alone all the time."

Aidan: "Conor isn't too open. Figured you'd know more." He smiled at June, "Yeah, you're right." Her hand was taken and kissed lightly.

Fletcher: He shrugged. There was no question, and there was nothing he wanted to add. If he wanted that conversation, he could have it with his brother.

June: June smiled back. “I’m definitely going to bring him something. You should come along! We can surprise him together.”

Aidan: "We'll see. Jus' don't feel bad if he seems... weird or anythin'?"

June: "He's not all that weird. Just quiet I think."

Fletcher: "Nothin' wrong with silence," Fletcher said in passing.

Aidan: "Yeah?" That passing comment would be enough for Aidan to raise an eyebrow. "D'you talk t'him?"

Fletcher: "I ain't got a head for Sign."

June: “I could teach you!” June said suddenly. “I’m not very good and I’m still learning myself but I’m enjoying it a lot.”

Aidan: Aidan smiled at that and put a hand briefly on June's lower back.

"I'm glad you're enjoyin' it. Conor appreciates it too."

Fletcher: "Teach me all the cuss words, first," he grinned.

June: June smiled and kissed her boyfriend’s cheek. “That makes me happy. I really do want him to feel comfortable here.”

She laughed. “I will as soon as I learn some.”

Aidan: Aidan scoffed, "You're jus' gonna swear at all the deaf an' mute people? Real nice, Fletcher." But his crooked smile showed that he was joking. A joke! From Aidan! Quickly, take a picture or nobody will believe you! (It's a bad joke, but a joke, still.)

Fletcher: "Hey, they ain't gonna get a special pass if their hagglin' sucks ass." And what was that? A smile in return.

June: They were joking together! And smiling! Maybe even bonding a little if she let her imagination run wild.

It was making her so happy.

Aidan: He scoffed, "Uh huh. Jus' remember how many Archers there are an' how many of you there are." Another joke, he promises!

Fletcher: "How many of me?" What has Ronan told you? Do you want to know how many of me there can be? Ha. "I think I can take ya," he laughed.

Aidan: Surprisingly, Ronan has told him nothing.

"I imagine Sean would take your side regardless. He would feel guilty... and Ronan - actually, speaking of Ronan." he straightened, "What is this... cockroach about, Fletcher?"

Fletcher: No, don't move. Stay perfectly still. "What's that?"

June: That caught June’s interest. “Ronan has a cockroach?”

Aidan: Aidan cleared his throat, "Ronan has a cockroach. Named after our late baby sister. Putting... the insult aside... he said that you are the one who gave - a snake is one thing... how many more ridiculous pets is he going to nurture? What happened to cats and dogs? I don't understand it."

Fletcher: "Uh," he coughed, "could ask him, I guess. I guess they make him happy."

June: “Is it cute?” Why yes, this was in fact the most important and pressing question June thought to ask.

Aidan: "Cu- June, it's a cockroach! An' ask him?" Back to Fletcher, "He said you gifted it. Did he lie?"

Fletcher: Oh. Goddammit, Ronan. Of course Aidan would feel that way; 99.99% of the world felt that way.

"Sure it's cute. He's got little scale size hats for it n'everything," he scoffed. He'll just...could he ignore Aidan's question?

June: The other .01% was sitting at the table with them. “You say that like it’s crazy.” She turned to Fletcher with a smile. “Cockroaches can be cute. My cousin had one when we were kids. The hissing kind. And he did make a little hat for him out of construction paper. Is Ronan’s the hissing kind?”

Aidan: Fletcher could ignore it, but the look in Aidan's eyes should tell him that the question won't be forgotten.

"I don't - hissin' kind?! A cockr- this is a pet! Normal people call the exterminator when they -" he shuddered, "it's jus' dirty. How can - is this an American thing?"

June: “Hissing roaches are from somewhere in Africa so probably not. And anything can be a pet if you take care of it and love it. And is legal to own of course. The sheriff had a little rat for a while, people have mice, bugs, snakes, lizards, a bunch of stuff.”

Fletcher: She wasn't disturbed as clearly her boyfriend - was he in an episode of the Twilight Zone?

"Um," he coughed, "it was - it was just a joke. He went with it n'ran, so..."

Aidan: The more June spoke, the more Aidan looked at her with a worried expression.

"Well you, make your jokes less alive next time... an' you," June, "if I step into your home an' find you have a pet lizard I'm gonna release it. Certain animals aren't meant t'be domesticat- no, scratch that. All animals aren't meant t'be domesticated, but we're too far gone with some of 'em so it's for their benefit that we take 'em in."

June: “I couldn’t have one even if I had room for one,” June said sadly. “Socks would probably try to eat it.”

Aidan: "Socks is the only normal one here."

June: “He’s a tiny precious angel,” she said happily. “But yeah, no lizard for me. Or for Fletcher I imagine.”

Fletcher: "No. Creep will eat em." Time to get to his feet. "I should get outta y'all's hair."

Aidan: "You got other plans today, Fletcher?"

Fletcher: "Just workin' on my car. Y'all?"

June: "My only plans were cooking and talking the two of you into going to the winter ball."

Aidan: "Hm. I don't have any work today, maybe we should make the most of this."

Fletcher: "Alright. I'll see y'all later, then." Arms out for his expected hug from Junebug.

June: Of course he would get a hug. A very loving, enthusiastic one. "Be good. Don't forget to mention the ball to Luke, okay?"

Aidan: For a very split second Aidan thought Fletcher was offering him a hug. His reaction to which, had been a raised eyebrow which fell when June squeezed the life out of him.

"Take care, Fletcher."

Fletcher: June was lifted to her toes. Aidan be damned, the top of her head kissed.

"Yeah, yeah. I'll mention it. Y'all have a good one." And away he went.

June: The kiss succeeded in getting a delighted giggle out of June.

“You, too! And thank you, it’ll be fun I promise!”

#Winter Ball Pt. 1 #mournus #junelujano #fletchergoodman

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wow I can’t even remember the last time I logged onto Tumblr. This place used to be my life, I even had to reset my password to log back on here. i’m amazed that I still have followers. looking at things I used to blog about is so bittersweet, I legitimately feel the things I felt back in the days. shit was really changed since then. been broken over and over and having to grow bigger and bigger. I decided every few years I'll make a post, a lil update of my life so I can continue to self reflect on the shit I wanna change. considering I know absolutely none of my followers, this is the perf place for me to just unload a bunch sack load of shit. covid was crazy this year, survived that shit and realize all those years smoking have really fucked my lungs up. today I got another call from Dahni, who I still consider as my best friend forever. one day when we both got our shit together and both thinking straight again, I know we’ll be able to be friends like we used to. I never pick up to phone numbers I don’t know but every fuckin time I randomly choose to pick up to a rando number - it’s Dahni. this is the 5th time she has called me from a mental hospital. it’s crazy, never thought my life would have be me working in a mental hospital and her coming in and out of one. after all these years, you’ve probs haven’t seen her in 3 years - but she has never ever forgot your phone number, even when she has completely lost her mind. she literally doesn't make sense when she talks. at the beginning, you sometimes understood the shit she said and understood what she meant and felt because you were that fuckin close to losing your whole damn mind before you decided to get sober. still so proud of you choosing to be sober, even after probation, even after drug tests. Dahni still remembers your literal exact address. she said she’s been sending you letters for the past 2-3 years but you haven’t seen shit, especially because you moved to Milwaukee this year. you texted daddy but he said he ain’t seen shit, probs lying, he would hide this shit from you. he always hated her but he doesn’t understand that it was actually you who got her into drugs in the first place. I pray all the time Dahni has completely lost herself or she’ll be able to return to herself again, I miss having my best friend around. after the call, you looked at oldddd ass pics like 2015 shit, yall were the craziest - up and just went to alberqueque, breaking into hotels and creating body slides out of tables and chairs in the ballroom, tripping at the trail of lights and deciding to just walk towards the Austin skyline, there were so many pics I don’t even know where we’re at. I miss that life with you dude, not giving two shits about anything and doing whatever we could to just live life. you were the one person I connect with in such a weird way. anyway 2020 was the year I had to finally grow up, and I can’t be more proud. the reason I got sober was because I was drugged then gang raped in 2016, but I have finally accepted that it happened and I am finally moving past it. your ptsd and anxiety was debilitating. months of therapy with no progress, Janet your psychologist thought the best option was drugs to calm you down but you refused, mommy had to move down to San Antonio with you, you got daddy to install security cameras around the house, you went to 3 different police stations and 2 different apple stores because you thought you were being tracked, a panic attack literally every fuckin day, you got your first gun - but damn shit has changed. I think when you got rogue, that was the start of your life changing around. you used to walk her literally only on your street but now you can walk her for hours anywhere. you got control of your own life again. texas sunshines helped you tremendously, you met a few life long friends - even though you made some besties but ended up losing them - either way, they helped you return back to your old self, the free spirit and careless golden wild beautiful soul you had. exposure therapy - that shit works. going to 6th every weekend, even a couple times a weekend helped you a lot. you had only a couple freak outs where you let your anxiety take over you but there was progress. you have grown so much the past 4 years, it’s honestly mind blowing because you used to be at rock bottom. you legit lost your mind at one point, legit rock bottom, even hearing voices and seeing shit, Janet said drug induced psychosis - but your resiliency and strong heart and soul helped you, with the help of god of course. you were in such a dark place but getting through that helped you be where you are now. but none of this could've happened without the help of your parents - they taught you the definition of unconditional love. maybe that’s why Dahni is still battling this love and hate relationship with drugs - she doesn’t have this support system like you. your parents never gave up on you dude, like how am I ever gonna repay them, because if it wasn’t for them - I'd literally be dead long ago. you still have only told a few of your close friends. Dahni and Mikayla a year after it happened. kiara, erin, and Gracie 3 years after it happened. maybe that’s all that ever has to know. this shit don’t define your life anymore girl. it sucked but you have let that shit take enough of your life. no more living in the past. you live and you learn. stop thinking of ways how you’ll somehow find these fuckers and make them pay, they’ll get what’s coming to them. I used to pray everyday these fuckers got killed and died a horrible and painful death but you’re letting them win every time you waste a second thinking about them. just be thankful you got out of that shit alive. you have this deep rooted reputation of a party girl. but never forget, daddy defended you when yall had guests over once - “yes she parties a lot, but she also studies hard too.” you’re legit a UT grad, you got into grad school - which you are killing. you’ve never been a straight A student but now you are in grad school whaaat. but you know if you studied this much and this hard during UT - you would’ve had a higher gpa, but no regrets. ever!! my time at UT was truly a blessing - it was the best time and worst time ever. that was boot camp training you to be resilient. you used to think you were being punished for having to move to Milwaukee for grad school but that was the biggest blessing in disguise. Jim howard was right, even if I did get accepted into UT’s msn program - I shouldn’t go or stay anywhere near Austin, I have too many distractions here, I would’ve failed out immediately - I need to start thinking like a healthcare provider, people’s literal lives will be in your hands. you can’t kill no one dude, losing your license will actually be the end of yo life and all this school and bullshit would’ve been for nothing. Milwaukee was rough at the beginning but you’ve grown to fall in love and appreciate its true beauty. you needed a break from Austin, it’ll always be your endgame and it aint going anywhere. you got to start over, start fresh, grow up, it was exactly what you needed. Milwaukee was the place where you defeated your ptsd, your annoying anxiety - I mean yeah sometimes you do psych yourself out but you have made the craziest progress, even Janet is so surprised and proud of you! you fuckin live alone and do a damn good job of it. but it wouldn’t have happened without Lola. rogue saved you 4 years ago and now Lola has saved you. they are both fuckin wild and misbehaving, but I am sooooo thankful I have them in my life. god put the most perfect dogs into my life, they helped you be where you’re at today. you even made a fuckin solo trip with just you and Lola from Milwaukee to Austin, stayed in Memphis with just yall 2 and literally no panic attacks. never thought that would have ever been possible. lol having your gun around definitely helps. this year you realized that you used to be fat, how come no one told you omg. but that doesn’t matter because you have finally reached the weight you had on your vision board that you made in high school - 105. you got home from grad school and literally every single fuckin person in your life has said you lost so much weight - girl you didn’t even know it, you don’t got a scale in Milwaukee. but looking at past pics, holy shit girl you lost weight. you still got some to go but good job dude - don’t ever let yourself get that bad again. your new goal is to be 100, then you can stop stressing. lol you’ve been trying to lose weight literally since high school, and all it took was grad school and being depressed AFFFFFFFFF to lose 20 fuckin pounds! with the help of addy too. yeah you were depressed, started in the 2nd semester of grad school and was at its worse at in the 3rd semester. but you yourself, and Lola of course, pulled yourself out of that. you walked to the beach, appreciate the scenery, focus on the sound waves - learn to love life again. you’ve changed so much dude, I feel like you’ve finally lost all of your old self now. quarantining for covid made you finally truly clean your room and rearrange it. took the biggest cleanse of your life, and damn it was a struggle because you the biggest hoarder out here. you found your old pieces, crazy how you still got them, you found old pills, even weed - proud of you for throwing everything away finally, and real quick. because you did think about smoking some and pop a pill or two - what’s the worst thing that can happen right. bitch you know what can happen, normal people can do that but you have forever fucked your mind up, like physically and biologically fucked up your brain. the way drugs works on your brain and Dahni’s brain only has a dark side to it - drug induced psychosis - every time, no matter what or when or how long it’s been, you have forever fucked that up. yall dropped the ball on that shit, yall did it too much, esp the mind altering shit and will never be able to enjoy drugs again - but that’s okay. you don’t need that shit. okay for guys, fuckin listen to me here girl. we ain’t going into zayne or Terren - yo first 2 boyfriends was just dipping yo feet in the waters for dating. you already know what you learned from them. you know what you want and don’t you ever fuckin settle.”life is a mess when you settle for less.” I loved Arin, and I'll always love him. your dumbass almost married him but why, knowing he does not meet half yo standards. from Arin, you learned you want someone that treats you like a princess like he did, he always showed you off, he put you on a pedestal, you were legit his everything - you want someone that does that, where you are their everything. but you don’t want someone who gets angry like that, who lets problems get bigger and bigger til they explode - shit needs to be fixed immediately, if your their everything - shouldn’t they do everything in their power to make sure it stays like that. from josh, you learned you want someone who you can be your goofy self and have fun and literally laugh all the damn time with you - it was such a fun time with josh, yall really did have this amazing connection. he truly loved you and honestly truly loved you. I loved josh, and I'll always love him too. he was the first relationship you had after getting raped, and he showed you how to trust men again. these 2 dudes lacked goals and had different visions for the future from you. you’re such a goal oriented and family oriented person - they were not. you worked hard to get to where you are today, and continue to drop the guys and the people who will get in the way of your goals. friends too - if they ain’t with you, drop em. in the end, it’s your family who will always be there for you. lol you truly treat guys like shit dude and everyone knows it, you don’t even feel bad about it, maybe it’s from being raped, maybe it’s from that ginormous wall you’ve built, or maybe you’re just that afraid of getting hurt, but that’s okay, you can keep doing that, it’ll get rid of the weak ones - what you can’t do is treat the good ones like shit, like tai. you never expected to find a dude so different, but maybe that’s what you need. he’s the exact opposite of the typical guys you usually go for - a fuckin gamer, not 6 feet, lol even asian. you didn’t date tai but yall definitely had something for 6 months. he has never done drugs and doesn’t want to even try drugs - I didn’t know that was maybe something I needed in a guy. from tai, you learned that you do want someone who went to college, grad school is even better, super caring about you. at one point you did think he was going to be the one - he speaks Vietnamese, he’s in pharmacy school, he can game with your brother. he may seem perfect but you learned a lot of shit you don’t want in someone. you’re not on social media a lot anymore, other than snapchat. you even had insta deleted for months - then when school ended for winter break, it took you awhile to download insta again, but when you did, you made one post and never got on it again. tai is super in the social media world, and you don’t want that. you’re starting to be someone who really lives in the moment, the shit happening right in front of you matters to you more, you don’t want someone super into the social media world. he doesn’t treat you like you’re a priority to him, he actually makes it clear that he actually doesn’t give two shits about you - so why you allowing yourself putting any efforts into that. the second he’s upset, he’ll drag that shit out and won’t try to fix shit at all - you need someone who will fix shit right then and there so yall don’t go to sleep at night angry, you need someone who will fight and continue fighting for you no matter what. he doesn’t apologize for shit and when he does, there is always an excuse - you need someone who owns up to shit and apologizes sincerely. you deserve someone who truly cares about you and is committed to you, they need to do anything in their power to keep you and show you love you and not give up on you. you did not get gang raped to settle down for someone who doesn’t make you feel loved. you did not graduate from UT and get into grad school for someone who causes you mental stress and make you unhappy. you did not grow into this strong, independent, brilliant ass woman to date someone who makes you question your worth. you deserve someone who continuously challenges you to be your best self and make you feel beautiful. cami said you deserve someone who spoils you, and she is damn fuckin right. you have come so far, getting sober, getting into grad school, someone needs to feel lucky as fuck they have you. but what’s the common denominator between all these dudes - quit pushing guys away, quit purposely ruining shit because you’re scared of shit, quit getting pissed because they don’t react the way you wanted, quit overthinking shit because you’re usually fuckin wrong. just don’t settle for less but allow yourself to get close. your trust issues ain't going anywhere, but learn to put your guard down a tad bit, let yourself get hurt - it’ll only make you into a stronger bitch than you already are. nothing will ever hurt you nearly as much when you got raped. if you got through that, you can literally get through anything. a lot has happened in the last 4 years, but you know what you need to focus on. continue working on your best self. keep thriving and surviving. maybe we’ll self reflect and reorient again when grad school is over in a couple years and you’re back in Austin. just be happy <3 do your best and fuck the rest

#reorienting self part 1 #2020

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The LEGO Batman Movie sentence starters

145 starters feel free to change gender pronouns ‘read-more’ added for length

“Black. All important movies start with a black screen.”

“If you want to make the world a better place, take a look at yourself and make a change.”

“Batman is very wise.”

“I also have huge pecs and a nine-pack. Yeah, I’ve got an extra ab.”

“I’m a loser at home and a loser at work.”

“You should be terrified.”

“Well, tonight is gonna be different! Tonight is my greatest plan yet.”

“Man, I really like that guy. I sure hope nothing bad happens to him.”

“Nothing bad ever happens to me.”

“Okay, are you making some of those up?”

“_____, that sounds frightening, and overly complicated.”

“What are you doing? You’re completely outnumbered here.”

“Stop him before he starts singing!”

“There’s a million heroes, but I’m the best of them all.”

“You’re making me look bad in front of _____!”

“How is he beating all of you… again?”

“Hi, _____! So weird to keep running into you.”

“Looks like your plan failed.”

“You think you’re my greatest enemy?”

“You’re obsessed with me!”

“Superman’s not a bad guy!”

“Are you seriously saying there is nothing, nothing special about our relationship?”

“There is no “us.””

“I don’t need you. I don’t need anyone. You mean nothing to me. No one does.”

“_____, I love you more than my kids!”

“I love my life.”

“Remember, kids, if you wanna be like Batman, take care of your abs.”

“It must be great to be Batman. I can only imagine he’s going home right now to party the night away surrounded by scores of friends and lady tennis players.”

“Anything exciting happen when I was gone?”

“I should have known better than to sneak up on you like that.”

“Do you want to talk about how you’re feeling right now?”

“I don’t talk about feelings, _____. I don’t have any, I’ve never seen one.”

“I don’t feel anything emotionally, except for rage. 24/7, 365, at a million percent.”

“You can’t spend the rest of your life alone, dressed in black, listening to angry music, and staying up all night.”

“But don’t you think it’s time you finally faced your greatest fear?”

“Must be nice to be happy.”

“And how am I supposed to get _____’s respect when I’m working with these… human farts?”

“You’re too good for _____. He needs to open his eyes and see what it feels like when you’re not around. Okay?”

“You can’t prove it, you didn’t do it.”

“I’m just so jazzed to meet you, _____!”

“Should I get experimental surgery to make my eyes larger and more vulnerable-looking?”

“_____, do you think you’d be interested in adopting me as your future orphan son?”

“He’s not good at his job.”

“I hate everything you just said.”

“That’s really suspicious.”

“Man, am I sorry I asked.”

“That was unnecessary.”

“What are you gonna do with the rest of your life?”

“_____, it’s time for you to stop this unhealthy behavior.”

“You need to take responsibility for your life.”

“I literally have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“_____, you’ve been watching way too many Lifetime movies and drinking chardonnay.”

“Wait, does Batman live in Bruce Wayne’s basement?”

“Please, keep your hands off that.”

“Uh, actually, you ca-you can touch that.”

“Ugh, I’m way too buff.”

“Chance of total mission failure is 110%.”

“We have to right a wrong. And, sometimes, in order to right a wrong, you have to do a wrong-right. Gandhi said that.”

“Now I’m free, now I’m movin’. C’mon, _____, let’s get groovin’!”

“I can only look you in the eyes right now.”

“The first lesson is… life doesn’t give you seatbelts!”

“Woah, woah, don’t even finish that thought.”

“I would crush you.”

“For a brief moment, I could have… sworn I felt… something…”

“I’m trying to give you a big, old hug.”

“I thought you were attacking me.”

“So, what’s the vigilante policy on cookies?”

“When going stealth, you gotta hide every part of you, physically and emotionally.”

“Can you see me?”

“Hey, let’s do this. Let’s be together.”

“Uh… This is really uncomfortable.”

“Huh. Looks like you’re going to a lot of trouble for little, old me.”

“See? We aren’t so different, I and you.”

“_____, I can’t believe you did this.”

“_____, why has nobody fist-bumped me yet?”

“But you’re not who I thought you were…”

“You can’t be a hero if you only care about yourself.”

“But what if you just gave _____ exactly what he wanted?”

“How about a warning next time?”

“You are so right and I am so wrong.”

“Ugh. Your whole thing screams “bad guy.””

“Stop with the violence for just a second!”

“I’m gonna go start looting.”

“He’s evil, he’s magic, it’s about to get tragic—it’s _____!”

“Actually, this does look pretty terrifying, _____.”

“Wait, are you trying to tell me that Bruce Wayne is Batman… ’s roommate?”

“I’m rubbing my butt all over your stuff.”

“Do you ever get scared?”

“Would you stop doing that?”

“I hate to say this, but you’re right.”

“And it’ll be more fun if we all do it together!”

“The thing I’m most afraid of…? I’ve gotta be honest with you. It’s snake-clowns.”

“We’ve gotta take cover!”

“Yes! I did it. Pretty cool, huh?”

“I found out one of your secrets.”

“We have Serendipity? I love that movie!”

“He had sort of a “get out of this bathroom now” vibe.”

“Not a big deal. Don’t worry about it, it’s fine.”

“Good news. Our bathroom problem is solved.”

“Sick moves, _____. I never doubted you, bro.”

“_____! You lied to me!”

“You mean… without you, _____ would’ve been street-meat?”

“Eat dirt!”

*whistles innocently* “Nothing to see.”

“Come on, let’s hear it for us! That was incredible.”

“We are just one, big… happy fraternity of people who did an awesome job together… I can’t think of another way to word that.”

“_____, please. Don’t do this!”

“No, we have to stick together. Please.”

“You’re doing the wrong thing. Listen to me! Don’t do this!”

“What happened to all your friends?”

“I don’t need friends.”

“You’ve run away from every other person in your life. But I’m the one you’re always chasing.”

“It’s time for a fresh start. He’s not worth it.”

“Well, I am starting to feel pretty annoyed with you right now, that’s for sure.”

“I… hate you.”

“You won’t. You won’t change. ‘Cause you can’t. You won’t, and you can’t.”

“I am not gonna be part of a one-sided relationship any longer!”

“Your greatest enemy is you.”

“You’re not a traditional bad guy. But you’re not exactly a good guy either.”

“Are they really the ones you’re protecting?”

“I’ve gotta save my family! Just think. What would Batman do?”

“You do the same thing over and over. What’s gonna change?”

“I know what I need to do.”

“Listen, I just wanted to say… that I’m really, really, really… really-really-really… really, really… s-s-… sooooo—“

“I don’t even know why you bothered coming back.”

“The reason I came back was the same reason I left you. I was afraid of feeling the pain you feel when you lose someone close to you.”

“So, what do you say, _____? Will you work with me? I need your help.”

“This music is filling me with rage. Let’s use it!”

“I make unpredictable decisions.”

“Who’s laying down those funky beats?”

“You wanna see a magic trick? I’m gonna make you disappear!”

“We’re not doomed. I got this.”

“Too much flab, not enough ab.”

“I’m just gonna come right out and say it. I hate you, _____.”

“I hate you more.”

“I hate you the most.”

“I hate you forever.”

“Sometimes, losing people is part of life. But that doesn’t mean you stop letting them in.”

“This is my family… but it’s your family too.”

“Do you have a knife? ‘Cause someone needs to cut the tension between the two of us immediately.”

“White. All important movies end with a white screen.”

“You’re my best friend, and friends are family.”

“I don’t think you were happy till I met you.”

“Friends are family that you can choose.”

“Really hope no one was recording that.”

#rp meme #roleplay meme #inbox meme #ask meme #sentence starters #the lego batman movie #*mine

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aurimeanswind · 7 years

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VIDEO GAMES—Sunday Chats (10-29-17)

There are a lot of video games, and I haven’t done questions in a minute, so those too. Let’s get to it!

ExtraLife 2017

I wanted to throw a PSA in here that Irrational Passions, my “conglomerate” is throwing together our big special ExtraLife show for 2017 on November 11th, starting at 12pm Eastern Time, and we’ll be playing video games and live streaming them for 24 hours from then. It’ll be live over on twitch.tv/IrrationalPassions and myself and Roger Pokorny threw together a little announcement video, since a TON of guests will be there with us! You should check it out!

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That’s really it for stuff I wanted to get out of the way, not games and questions!

What’s on Tap

Two things, that are not games, that I want to mention.

Stranger Things Season 2 is out now on Netflix and I have watched all nine episodes of it. It’s very excellent, and you should take the time to watch the series. It’s fun, and funny, and tense, and has a lot of great relationships between characters.

And actually, above all the amazing things to come out this week in the media world, my favorite, hands down is the new cover album from Ninja Sex Party, featuring Tupperware Remix Party (TWRP). It’s called Under the Covers Vol 2 and it’s legitimately incredible. Easily my album of the year, and I’m listening to it right now while writing this. Dan Avidan’s voice is perfect.

That is all on that front.

The Evil Within 2

So I finished The Evil Within 2! It’s great, very fun, very well made, very polished, and has some excellent mechanics.

I think the weakest aspect of the game really is the story, and specifically in that the performances of the characters. There is just not any one really well done character save for the two major villains of the game.

I actually rolled right into New Game Plus right after finishing it too, and that’s been fun since you just get so much extra points and parts to upgrade your guns and abilities, so you turn into a powerhouse pretty quickly.

It reminds me a lot of Dead Space 2 weirdly enough, just not quite as excellent. Regardless, it’s still a really excellent game and worth a look, especially if you at all liked the first.

Super Mario Odyssey

Joy.

This game is just purely joyous, and unabashedly so. It just takes delight in its own mechanics and creativity.

It’s just a massive breath of fresh air, in a similar way to how Zelda was, but in a totally different way as well.

Nintendo has laid out some stellar stuff this year, and Mario is no exception. While Mario has never held the same special place as Nintendo’s other properties for me, this one channels all the best parts of Mario and his lineage and brings that glee to light. It’s excellent, and I’m sure you didn’t need me to tell you that.

Questions!

Look for my Tweet with the hashtag #SundayChats that I shoot out Sunday afternoons. Respond with your question, and I’ll answer it here on Sunday Chats!

Okay, but I mean is this—

Um... Okay. Yeah dude. You do you. Glad you got a Switch and the Mario and stuff...

But really, a lot of playing Mario for me has been falling back in love with the Nintendo Switch as a platform. I’m curious what you think of it Logan! Glad you seem to be enjoying yourself!

No. For sure not. I also didn’t really love their E3 showing, so who knows. I think Sony is gonna have some cool stuff to show, but I think the “Second half of E3″, if that is gonna be anywhere outside of E3, is going to be at PSX, especially after The Last of Us 2 drop last year. With Uncharted fully done now, we know Naughty Dog is likely all hands on deck with Last of Us Part 2. I cannot wait, with that in mind, even though it’s likely still 2019. But I think PSX will see the reveal of Sucker Punch’s next game, so I don’t know what that leaves for Paris Games week.

This is a great question! It’s hard to pin down, and I’m honored to say some of my favorite things I’ve read this year have been on IrrationalPassions.com. But outside of that, I wanna give a shoutout to Jason Schreier’s unveil of what went on with EA and Visceral, from this very week.

It’ll be in the Checklist section, but it’s kind of the first of these big exposés I’ve sat down and read all the way through in one sitting, and it was phenomenal. It really opened my eyes to the different kinds of struggles that studios can run into that I had no perception of at all. It’s a fantastic read, and an even better story.

I mean, yes. And no.

Taking into account that I know you, and I know you don’t really like 3D games and games of that ilk, of course, yeah I get it. Taking those big ones out, games like SteamWorld Dig 2, Stardew Valley, HiveSwap, Shantae, and more can’t carry a year like the heavy hitters in the 3D space. But I think you have to take that step back and look at the wider "games” as a whole.

To use me as an example, I don’t like Wolfenstein nor do I plan on playing the new one, or Battlefront 2, or Call of Duty World War 2, those are the big games that don’t click with me, but that doesn't mean those games can’t be incredible, and just because I don’t like them doesn’t mean they’re not great or incredible, but my appreciation of them will be different. But that’s my critic’s perspective.

I think that’s okay, but I’d encourage you to keep trying those games you typically don’t like and search for something in them that you can find and enjoy. I’ll try the betas for Battlefront 2 and CoDWW2 and try and try and look for something I like even if I can’t find it, because I’d rather waste my time looking for the good then take the easy road of assuming the bad.

But eh. That’s just me being a goody two shoes as always.

Yeah, it does! I would love to see that extend out to Bandai Namco! Getting games like Dark Souls, and the upcoming Code Vein on Switch would be excellent. But more over, I think they’d be shrewd, and quiet, like the Bethesda team up. Bandai Namco isn’t the biggest publisher, not even top three, but it covers another niche of games that Nintendo can draw to its platform. Those kinds of players maybe are to chopped on what system they play on, just how enjoyable that experience is. Going the obscure route has worked so well for them, and I think this could work to.

Plus I really want a Dark Souls remaster/re-release with some new features/better frame rate, and it being on Switch may be even better.

Princess Peach, Princess Zelda, and Samus Aran.

We’d have tea and crumpets, and discuss cute color combinations and space ships, because I think all four of us would have some broad, sweeping opinions on all of the above.

Another good one, a bit more serious, is Nathan Drake, Marcus Fenix, and... Well, Samus Aran again.

Can I just have a date dinner with Samus Aran?

It’s been crazy weird dude. I wish the world wasn’t in as rough shape as it was :/

Uhg.

Fuck.

This is a great question Miranda, but god fuck all of this.

Okay.

A wolf.

And hear me out, because the wolf would probably kill me a lot slower.

But the same shit with Octopi that is with spiders, which I hate. Octopi got too many legs, and I just don’t wanna fuck with it. And it’d be all slimy. And I know both would ultimately kill me, because Octopi do NOT fuck around, but I can like, imagine the Wolf is a cute fucking doggo and be slightly less sad about it.

Also like, then I’d get to see a wolf, which I’ve always wanted to see, and I never want to see the sea-spider for as long as I live.

He is a v. v. handsome boy Cameron and you should be proud.

I’d say at least two customs, and one robo.

Because I know me.

I’m not selfish.

Save some Robot for the other kids.

I think it’s definitely up there. I love it for sure. I love that it’s doing something different on Netflix, and blending this weird nostalgia and referential material into a really cohesive and well made original thing with its own ideas and things to say.

And these latest season has a ton of Ghostbusters so I’m a fan.

This is so rad! For folks curious, here is the referenced article:

https://www.polygon.com/2017/10/28/16563612/destiny-2-deaf-clan-leviaithan-raid-calus

I just love this shit. I hadn’t seen it, but it shows the tenacity and ingenuity of players from all walks of life. What I’d really like to see, and it’d be hard to set up, but having all six players on six screens in the same room so the Shadow Realm folks didn’t need to say anything, and the ones outside could just look and know. It’d be super rad, and we may be able to do this at ExtraLife, but we’ll see.

I love making new and original solutions to problems, and just like I said with the whole jargon-discussion when we played the raid, this is this team making their own jargon for the raid.

The Checklist

The Collapse of Visceral’s Ambitious Star Wars Game - Jason Schreier - Kotaku - https://kotaku.com/the-collapse-of-viscerals-ambitious-star-wars-game-1819916152

This is the first one of these I’ve actually really read, at least since Klepek’s last one I would have read. And it was fascinating. I have so many thoughts and feelings on this piece, and I know Schreier has a book out about them, and did one for Mass Effect earlier this year, but this is the first one I’ve ever really sat down and read. And it’s phenomenal. And eye opening.

Orc Slavery Made me Quit Shadow of War - Matthew Gault - Motherboard - https://motherboard.vice.com/en_us/article/bjve9q/middle-earth-shadow-of-war-orc-slavery-lord-of-the-rings

This is so, so, sooooo good. I haven’t really read anything on Motherboard before, but being a close sibling to Waypoint, which has skyrocketed to my favorite video game site on the internet this week, I will tune in more after this. Shoutout to OK Beast Podcast episode 65 for bringing this up and reading an excerpt from this. It really hooked me.

Inside the Sexual Misconduct Allegations Rocking NEOGaf - Patrick Klepek - Waypoint - https://waypoint.vice.com/en_us/article/qv384d/inside-the-sexual-misconduct-allegations-rocking-neogafs-last-48-hoursd

This is a weird story for sure. And I wish i could talk to Patrick about it. It’s invasive, but it’s also incredibly well reported, and I think clears up a lot of the misconceptions in the situation. There are no biases in Patrick’s writing. It’s really excellent, and help me get a grasp of what went on on Gaf. And I appreciate it.

Whew, good to get in the swing of things again. I’ll say, we are two weeks out from ExtraLife, and I am going to assume there will not be a Sunday Chats that day. Sorry in advance, but I will try to get my “Alex-Asks-A-Question” style Sunday Chats done like normal next week.

But it’s been a fucking crazy month, and I am so happy to see all the hard work I put in this month come to fruition, and the next big thing is that ExtraLife extravaganza. I hope to see you all watching.

But until then

keep it real.

#video games #super mario odyssey #gaming

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To Good To Be True

I write Imagines on Wattpad (Spideyholland96 is my acc name) Btw so if you want . . please go follow me! This is my most recent story :) Here is a sample . . .

~ MEETING HIM ~

You and your other three friends had just flown in to London and were dieing to get some pics! You and your friends had never been anywhere except well, where you live and this was sooooo exciting! For all of you! And what made it even better, was that Tom Holland lived there. You and your gang had mapped out every place that he might be at every possible moment. (haha creepy) You knew that Tom and his gang (aka the Holy trinity), had just gotten back from New York and were going to be here for a few days so this was good. Ya'll walked out of the airport and got in a taxi to your hotel you would stay at, and while in the taxi you sparked up a conversation.

"So guys, when we unpack, where do you wanna go first?" You say.

"Defiantly Kingston!" your Bff said.

"The museum or Big Ben!" Another friend said.

"What about we go and get coffee?" Your other friend said.

"Okay, let's get coffee and then go to the museum and see Big Ben and then drive over to Kingston before the day's over." You say. We hear the taxi driver laugh and we look at him confused.

"You'll never get that all done in one day. There's to much to see and so little time." he said.

"Well that's for sure, but we can at least try." You say.

"Oh, and you might want to dedicate a whole day to go to Kingston. It'll take 3 and a half hours to get there from here."

"Oh gosh." Your Bff said.

"Oh, uh, i didn't think about that." You say.

"But we got Tons of amazing stuff here ya know. Why do you want to go there anyway?" He asked.

"Uh....well," You thought about if you should tell him the truth or just make something up.

"We wanted to see . . .uh . . .the . . .The University! Yeah! The University!" You look at your friends and they all agree in enthusiasm. The driver laughs again.

"Uh, huh." He laughs.

"Wait, does he not believe us?" You whisper to your friends. The taxi driver pulls in to the hotel and helps you and your friends get your luggage out and waves goodbye.

"Remember to call me if you need me to take you anywhere." He said with a friendly smile.

"Okay, thank you!" We walk in our hotel and unpack.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

You all wake up bright eyed and happy ready to get a taxi. You had planned to go to Kingston instead of the other things and after all . . .it was kinda the reason you were here in the first place. You call up your taxi man and he comes to get you guys.

It was a loooonnnggg 3 and a half hours but you finally arrived and got out. You and your gang stretched and then started to walk around. It was so cool here! Tons of cool shops and . . Hey! A Starbucks!

~A/N~ idk if some of you like coffee or not but I LOOVVEE it so i'm sorry if you don't :(

"Guys lets go get coffee!!" You say. You all run over and get in line. The smell was AMAZING and you all ready felt all peppy. You ordered your Cappuccinos and Americanos and sat at a table outside.

"Guys, do you think Tom has gone in this Starbucks before?" You say.

"Probably!" Your Bff says.

"He probably sat in theses seats once!" Another friend said. And you all sighed.

"Hey! You wanna play a game?" Your friend said.

"Like what?" You ask.

"How about . . .The floor is lava?"

"Ugghhhh, something bad always happens when we play that." You say sipping your coffee.

"Yeah but its fun. Soo . . . . bff/n THE FLOOR IS LAVA!" your friend said to your bff. Your bff screamed and ran everywhere and jumped on the railing. The people inside Starbucks were giving her weird looks.

"Can i come down now?" Your bff said to your other friend.

"Yay."

"Y/n, The floor is lava!" Your friend said.

"Ugh, dangit f/n!" You ran franticly like a scared chicken and just jump on a random person. You both fall to the ground.

"Oh, I'm sorry." You say not looking at the strangers face. You look at your friends and their jaws were open and their eyes were huge. You looked back at the stranger and saw that it was none other than the legend himself, Tom Holland!

"Holy - ," You almost say but you cover your mouth.

"I'm EVEN MORE sorry now!" You say embarrassed. Like wow. What are the odds of you to jump on Tom Holland? He smiles at you and waves his hand.

"Hey, its okay. That game is crazy so i understand." You're basically in a trance so you didn't really hear what he said. You saw that their was Haz and Jacob behind him and you almost about fainted.

"Wow! You guys too!" You say giving them hugs. Holy mackerel! Harrison's muscles though.

"Well, while we are all here . . do you want to join us for some coffee?" Tom said.

"Ohmygosh! Really?" You say.

"Yeah, of course! Anything for our fans." He said smiling.

"Can my friends join too?" You say.

"Yeah, totally. I'll meet you inside." And Tom and his gang walked into Starbucks leaving you with an almost heart attack. You rush over to your friends and squeal with them.

"I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU JUMPED ON HIM!!!"

"I KNOW!!!!!!!!!!"

"WHAT ARE THE ODDS THAT WE SAW HIM HERE!?!?"

"Guys, lets quite blabbing and get in there!"

You walk in and see Tom Haz and Jacob with there coffee at a table with four extra seats. They waved at you with a friendly smile and you sat down.

"So are you guys from around here?" Tom says.

"No, actually we're from w/y/l(where you live)."

"Oh wow! That's far." Tom says.

"So what is your plan? Have you been here before?" Haz asks.

"Well no we've never been here before and we don't really have a plan except to try and see lots of stuff." Your Bff says.

"Oh, well maybe we could be your tour guide?" Tom says.

"What!? Really?" You say with excitement.

"Yeah, it'll be fun. And you guys are pretty cool so we'd love to hang with you guys."

"Wow! Thanks." You smile.

"Where is your hotel at?" Jacob asks.

"Its all the way back in London." You say.

"London!? What are you doing over here when you can be in London?" Tom asks.

"Weeeeelllll . . . .we kinda drove 3 and a half hours to maybe possible hope that we'd see you here." You say embarrassed.

"Awww!" Tom says putting his hand to his heart.

"Well then we better make this trip worthwhile." Tom says.

"Just seeing you as made my day, Tom" You say smiling.

"Stop doing that." Tom says laughing.

"Doing what?" You ask confused.

"Saying how amazing I am and all that stuff. You're making an imagine of me that i'm not. But I appreciate it." He smiles.

"But its true! You are a legend, Tom!"

"No, I'm not. I'm just a normal person like you who just happens to be famous. Well, at least I try to be normal. It's hard sometimes to just chill when you always have camera people always criticizing everything you do and wanting to know everything about everything."

"Oh, yeah." You say sad.

"Tom is a legend to me though." Harrison says.

"You to Haz." Tom says smiling at Harrison.

"You both are legends!" Jacob says.

"Back at you Jacob." Tom and Haz say.

You and your friends giggle and smile at their friendship cuz its so cute.

"Well then! Let's go see stuff." Tom says. We throw our coffee cups away and walk out the door and Tom and the gang give us the best tour EVER!

#tom holland #tom holland imagine #spider-man: homecoming #i love tom holland

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dancingbpierces · 7 years

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IILife’s A BetIIPurray

Tagged:Brittany Pierce and Chris Murray

Featuring: Antonio and Ari Murray

When:Saturday afternoon

Where:Purray’s household

Details: Brittany and Chris have their wrestling match… Who will win?

Brittany: was getting dressed for her and Chris little match that they had agreed on. At first when she and Chris were talking about who could take who. It was all for teasing and for fun, then it turned serious when Chris laughed at her. Deep down she knew she would probably lose this. But she wasn’t going to go down without a fight. Besides she had a secret weapon that she was going to use and his name was Antonio. She pulled down the hem of her tank top, putting her hair up and a ponytail. Antonio bust into the room, wrapping his arms around her leg “Bee Bee!” He squeaked. Brittany moved so she could pick him up, placing him on her hip “Tonyyyyy” she giggled giving him big kisses. “Okay kiddo.. Aunt Bee Bee needs your help” she said going over to sit on the bed, putting him in his lap. “You know.. me and your daddy are in a bet.. and the best is.. who can take who…and aunt Bee Bee needs to win.. Can you help me do that?” She asked, trying not to laugh at his thinking expression. Antonio bit his bottom lip “I fight daddy?” He asked. Brittany snickered “No I fight daddy.. you just help me when I ask for you to help. I’ll blow you kisses. And that means you jump in.. okay?” She whispered. “Besides your sister likes to take his side a lot. So I need you on my team” she sighed. Antonio thought about it for a second “Okay! I help Bee..” he cheered. Brittany giggled, leaning over to kiss his cheek “yayyyyy! But shhhh can’t let daddy know okay.. ” she said getting up with Antonio in her arms, heading toward the living room, sitting Antonio on the couch.

Chris: felt like Rocky. He’d spent the day working out abd getting ready for his big fight with Brittany. He even had Ari lend a hand. “Daddy,” she asked, sticking more chewing gum into her mouth. “Isn’t fighting wrong?” Chris blew a bubble with his gum and did a few jumping jacks. “Hm? Yeah sure its bad. But this is just wrestling. And mommy is going to lose so it’s fine,” he said, watching her chew more gum. “Hey stop eating all my gum.”

Brittany: noticed that Chris and Arianna wasn’t in the room yet and decided to go away and make more room for them. “So Tony who you think is gonna win? Me or Daddy?” She asked as she pushed the love seat over, making a lot of space for them. Antonio scratched his head, thinking about who looked the toughest “ummm daddy?”. Brittany playfully scoffed, acting as if she was hurt “Tony! You’re suppose to be on my team” she said earning a pouty face from him. “awww it’s okay… You know I still love you” she said walking over to kneel in front of him. “Hey why don’t you go and get them. Tell Daddy I’m ready to kick his butt now.."she said kissing his cheek. Antonio giggled as he hopped off the couch running toward the room his dad was in "Daddy! Bee Bee ready to get your butt!” He shouted.

Chris: helped Ari off the bed and turned around as Antonio came running into the room. “Get my butt?” he chuckled, picking up his youngest and carrying him into the living room. “What is she teaching you?” He placed Antonio down and cracked his neck. “You ready to lose Pierce?"

Brittany: did her stretches as she was getting ready to go for a run. She raised up to see Chris and the kids to enter the room "I think the question is are YOU ready to lose?” She chuckled with a shrug “and I have to warn you I watched Karate kid last night. So.. I’m ready” she warned him with a straight face. “Tony remember what we talked about okay?” She winked, giggling when he winked back.

Chris: smirked at Brittany. “Oh baby. Wax off and wax on is not about to save you,” he smiled. He glanced between Brittany and Tony and shook her head. “Hey none of that. You cant use my kid for whatever you have planned. Its illegal."

Brittany: playfully rolled her eyes "oh yeah? Well we see about that buddy” she said trying to sound so tough. She looked at her boyfriend innocently, shrugging her shoulders “oh please! Don’t act like your not gonna use our daughter against me” she scoffed “and besides every time it’s you against me she always takes your side. So it’s only fair if I make sure Antonio is on mine” she stated. “And anyway if your sooooo sure your gonna win. You shouldn’t be worrying about what I have planned” she said patting his chest, a little hard. “And just so you know I have some really good ideas on what I want you to do, Mr. Murray” she said with a wink, tossing her hair over her shoulder.

Chris: gasped dramatically. “She’s my coach thank you very much,” he pointed at Brittany. “You are trying to use my son against me and it’s unsportsmanlike behavior Pierce.” He glanced down as she patted his chest, causing him to take a step back. “Okay that’s it,” he said before lunging and grabbing Brittany by the waist to lift her off the ground. Brittany joined the chat 5 days ago Brittany joined the chat 5 days ago Brittany: laughed sarcastically “Yeah she’s your help you cheat coach” she said with a shrugged “And it’s fine. Just don’t cry when you lose” she said trying her best not to laugh “awwww so you ARE scared you’re gonna lose.” She sighed with a smile on her face. So far she was winning the talking the most crap and she was really enjoying it. She got ready to speak only to let out a squeal when’s Chris grabbed her “Hey this isn’t fair” she whined, kicking her feet in the hair. She tried to wiggle out of his grasp but he was to strong “damn him” she thought to herself. She was able to reach over to tickle his ticklish spot, in hopes he would let her go.

Chris: shook his head. “Not everyone needs to cheat to win like you Bee,” he smirked. “Notice how youre talking shi– stuff, more than anything. Keep it up. It’ll be even better when I beat you.” He had her right where he wanted her. Honestly he just planned on holding her until she gave in but then she tickled him and he hit the floor in a fit it laughter. “Not fair!” He laughed. “Ref! Where’s the referee.” He sat up seeing Ari and Antonio trying to blow bubbles with their gum, completely ignoring them. “Fine. Its up to me.” He managed to keep from peeing himself and moved Brittany away from his ticklish spot before pinning her to the ground. “Give in Pierce and then after we put kids to bed we can really have it out,” he winked successively before kissing her lips quickly before the kids could see.

Brittany: scoffed “Hey I never cheated in anything in my whole life..” she said hating the smirk he was throwing at her “Well it’s easy to talk crap when know your gonna win! Right Tony?” She asked turning to see the kids. She couldn’t help but laugh because they could really care less about what the silly things the grown ups were doing. She squealed as he dropped to the floor. “Hey! Whatever works babe” she giggled. She knew once he found his composure he was going to get her back, so she rolled over so she could crawl away from him. But she was to slow. She felt him roll her over to her back, pinning her to the ground “I don’t like you right now” she pouted, pretending like she was mad at him. She bit her bottom lip, feeling her face grow warm from his words. This was so like him she thought. “You’re such a bully” she whispered, returning the quick kiss. She tried to move her hands, but he wouldn’t let her go “you know if I could move my hands you would be in so much trouble Mr.” She said breathlessly, looking over toward the kids “Tony I could really use your help her” she sighed. Antonio looked over at his dad and Brittany and shrugged “Maybe later Bee Bee.. I wanna play with Ari” he mumbled with a mouth full of gum. Brittany groaned “Ari.. remember when I said women have to stick together?” She pointed out.

Chris: rose an eyebrow and scoffed. “I’m the bully when for the last week all you’ve said to me is that you’re gonna beat me? I haven’t said one thing to you even though I knew I would win. Why? Because I’m not a sore winner,” he said, not letting hefenmi He didn’t plan on it until she gave in. He glanced over at the kids, seeing how preoccupied they were. Ari shook her head at her mother. “Daddy said you would try to use fem- femim-” she struggled with the word. “Feminism,” Chris helped earning a nod from Ari. “Yeah that. He said you’d use that to try to get me to help you but it was just a um… Daddy what did you say?” Chris looked down at his girlfriend with a smirk. “I said you’d try to use feminism to get her to help you but that it wouldn’t work because real feminism doesn’t call for women helping other women do something as morally repugnant as cheating,” he smiled. Ari stuck more gum in her mouth. “Yup. Sorry mommy. I’m a fenmimist.” Chris chuckled. “One day she’ll get it… Okay Bee you surrender yet?"

Brittany: tucked her lips in trying not to laugh at Chris “All I did was doing was sending you a little warning Murray! And don’t act like you have done the same. You may have not said anything but you doing all your extra jumping jacks, explains a lot” she pointed out trying to get out of his grasp put failed again “ugh you know it’s against the rules to pin someone down!” She pouted. Brittany frowned when her daughter refuse to help her, don’t get her wrong she wasn’t shocked that Chris warned Ari about what she would do. But she was hoping her daughter would help her out. She locked eyes with Chris who was giving her a smirk “I don’t like you very much right now” she chuckled at her daughter’s words “It’s okay. Mommy still loves you.. but your dad on the other hand” she said squinting her eyes at him.She knew that she lost this one, but she wasn’t going to go down just yet, but she had to at least try again. Brittany looked down to see her knees were at the angle of where is dick was. She smiled up to him “nope! But you will” she said attempting to aim in between the legs, only to hear Antonio gasp”Bad Bee! Time out! ” he pointed at her.

Chris: shrugged a shoulder nonchalantly. "I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he said, still not letting her up. “On but you love it when I pin you down.” He was just about to say more when Tony screeched and called time out. “Wha–” he glanced down between his legs and gasped. “Bee! You would go as far as injure the master?” He was so hurt that he sat up, letting go of her arms and shielding his crotch.

Brittany: squinted her eyes at him “Don’t act so innocent mister” she said once again trying to fight his grasp but he wouldn’t budge. She felt her cheeks grow warm at his comment and tried hard not to blush from the thought “I-I.. well” she huffed getting flabbergasted. She was about to kick him but stopped at Antonio’s yelling at her. “I wasn’t go-” she sighed starting to feel bad. Antonio pointed at Brittany “Not nice. Bee” he said going back to play with his gum with his sister. Brittany sat up “ugh he gives me the same look you do when your mad at me” she said looking over to Chris who was guarding his manhood. “I’m sorry. I just got caught up with the bet. I really wanted to beat you” she confessed “can you forgive me?” She asked scooting closer to him.

Chris: scooted away from Brittany and frowned. “Is beating me worth me not having a functioning dick?” he whisper yelled. Honestly he was laughing on the inside because he knew how competitive Brittany was, he just didn’t think it would go this far. “Because if so then we would both be disappointed… Why did you wanna beat me do bad? What is it you wanted me to do because I honestly would do whatever you asked. Baby you know I’m whipped."

Brittany: frowned when he moved away from her. She honestly wasn’t trying to hurt him, she just got into competitive mode and wasn’t thinking “Baby, I’m really am sorry” she whispered softly, glancing over at the kids, looking back at him. She sighed softly looking down at her hands “Honestly? Because a lot of people don’t see me has “Tough” or someone that can handle herself. I mean every time I leave dad’s house he always asking me if I have my pepper spray or have Caleb follow me home when he knows you won’t be here” she shrugged “so I figure if I could beat you. The strongest guy I know. Maybe people would stop trying me as this delicate flower that can handle her own. I mean I told dad about our bet and he was so sure you were going to win because I couldn’t heart a fly. And it bugged me” She said looking back up at him “I’m really sorry I wasn’t trying to hurt you. I would never purposely hurt you. I just got in my own head and I got really competitive”.

Chris: frowned as Brittany explained why she was so competitive when it came to their bet. "Hey… Look I’ll admit, your dad coddles you a lot but he does it because he cares about you. He just wants you safe. And no one thinks you’re some dainty flower who can’t take care of herself. You’re strong Bee. It’s one of the reasons I love you so much. Don’t ever doubt that okay? Don’t ever doubt your strength. Just because I’m physically stronger doesn’t mean anything."

Brittany: hated that what was suppose to be fun failed all because she got in her own head. She sighed as she listen to Chris words. The thought of her dad always babying her or making feel like she was six instead of twenty six really annoyed her “I get that. I do.” She said looking over at Ari “I mean I’m always worried that something is going to happen to Ari if you and I aren’t around. But I know our daughter. I know she is tough and she is strong. I try to give her a little space and not hover as if she isn’t capable of handling herself. I just don’t want to be treated like I need protection all the time or I can’t handle things because sooner or later Ari isn’t gonna want to look up to me. I mean look at Antonio. When he looks at you or Even with San he sees that he has strong parents and that if he is with you or with San he is going to be protected and that he doesn’t have to worry about anything.” She said honestly. She smiled sadly when Chris reminded her that he knows how strong she is “I know and I love you for not treating me as if I can’t protect myself. Again I’m sorry about earlier.” She whispered.

Chris: stood up and frowned at how serious Brittany was being. He knew she didn’t wanted to be treated like she was this fragile person but he had no idea it was affecting how she viewed herself as a parent. "Kids go play in your rooms,” he said, hearing Ari groan before both children’s feet pitter against the floor as they ran to their rooms. Chris waited until they were gone before crawling over to Brittany and pulling her into his lap. “Baby. Ari knows that you can protect her. She knows that when she gets hurt, youre the one to come to because Daddy hates blood,” he chuckled. “She knows that when she has a good dream, youre the one she comes to and talks about it. And as much as Tony looks to me for protection, who does he call for when he has a bad dream? You can’t doubt yourself. And I think you should talk to your dad about how he treats you. You’re an adult. Its time he start treating you as such.” A thought crossed his mind and he pulled Brittany into his lap so that she could straddle him as he laid on the floor. “Hold my arms down,” He said, guiding her hands to his wrists. He stared up at her and smirked. “Use your legs to hold mine down.” He waited until she did as he asked and tried to get up but found he couldn’t. “See your strong,” he struggled to say. He honestly couldn’t get up and it was his own fault. “Today was leg day and I’m still sore… You win. You win the bet. And now I have to do whatever it is you want. And please say its sexual because you holding me down like this is getting me hard,” he laughed

Brittany: felt her tears forming but held them at bay. The last thing she wanted to do was cry, glancing up to see the kids leave. She sighed, playing with her fingers as Chris pulled her into his lap. This had been something that had been bugging her for a while and she was trying to deal with it in her own way. Don’t get her wrong she knew she could talk to Chris about this or anything else, he is her best friend. But she just thought this would go away. But from what has happened early that wasn’t the case. She chuckled sadly when Chris reminded her how Ari always ran to her when things involving blood. Chris was one of the toughest guys she knew. But it made her laughed to know that at the sight of blood he would run away screaming. Hearing Chris words, she smiled even more. She knew that she was lucky to have him there for her, to remind her no matter what she was strong and Ari and Tonio would always look up to her. She nodded her head at his suggestion about talking to her dad. She always hated having serious conversations with him because mindlessly he always made her feel bad “okay… I’ll talk to him.. He isn’t going to like it but.. I’ll do it” she smiled. She was about to tell him thank you and kiss him. But before she could he was moving them so he could lay on the floor having her straddle him. She moved to where she could hold down both of his wrist, using her legs to hold down his legs. She giggled softly as he tried to get out of grasp, “Thanks for the reminder Murray” she smirked. Brittany bit her bottom lip not sure how to feel about the fact that he allowed her to win. But she did know that she had the best boyfriend in the world. She chuckled at his comment looking up as if she was thinking about what she wanted to do she leaned down to kiss his lips slowly “Actually it does involve something sexual and for being such an amazing boyfriend.. I think I allow you to tell me what you want” she whispered seductively “I do mean anything.” She said softly, she could feel his hard on. But she didn’t want him to notice she could. She shifted in his lap a bit with a grin on her face “BBBBut you’re gonna have to wait for it” she sing “the kids are still up” she pointed out hearing the kids laughter in the rooms.

Chris: returned the kiss before smirking up at his girlfriend and licking his lips. “Oh no no no, you won fair and square. I couldn’t get up if I wanted to. I’m all yours doing whatever you want. Name a time and place.” He winced when she moved in his lap, his dick twitching. “Don’t start something you can’t finish,” he said glancing down the hall. “Fine. But as soon as we put them to bed…"

Brittany: giggled when he assured her that she won “okay fine but I promise it will be something that we both can enjoy” she promised. She could feel more of him when she moved, and she knew if she didn’t stop they might end up doing something anyways.“Trust me I can finish it baby. Just don’t want to scare the kids” she chuckled, nodding her head “I will make it worth the worth the wait okay?!” she said giving him a kiss before releasing him. “I need to go cook dinner and you should probably go check on the kids since they have a mouthful gum and is probably sticking it under the bed or something …” she she giggled at the thought as she got up from the floor, heading toward the kitchen.

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