#kai writes

[kkaisarion]

intricate rituals

in what appears to be a tremendous oversight, apparently i, a self-proclaimed tentacle enthusiast, have never written a tentacle fic before. until today that is, when my brain decided that dew deserves to have a tentacle dick, as a treat. and that he and rain should touch their tentacles together. also as a treat.

rating: explicit pairing: water!dew/rain includes: tentacles, frotting, unorthodox hand job, blow job, mentions of knotting word count: 2,196

“I’ll show you mine, if you show me yours.”

Dew makes the offer casually, throwing out the words into the space between him and Rain. He’s sitting on the couch with the recently summoned water ghoul, where they’ve been talking about their similarities and differences in water ghoul anatomy—their different numbers of gills, their blue versus gray skin, and—well, this seems as reasonable a next step as any.

“You want to compare…our dicks?” Rain asks curiously, tilting his head.

“Yeah. Y’know, for science.”

Rain blinks, and then shrugs. “Sure, why not. It’ll be easier than trying to describe them.”

“Right, exactly. So…” Dew and Rain pause and stare at each other for a long moment. Might as well go first, Dew thinks, and without preamble, goes to unzip his pants.

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#dewdrop ghoul #water!dew #rain ghoul #raindrop #dew x rain #dew/rain #the band ghost fanfiction #ghost fanfiction #the band ghost #kai writes #shoutout to @gothdaddyissues for the divider

[sarcastic-kai]

Miguel O’Hara praising you

Cw: smut, fem!reader, Drabble, not proofread, cock sucking, dirty talk, slight power dynamic, dom!Miguel, this is short cause I’m gonna do a part 2 cause I’m too tired to write the rest of the filth I have in mind. So enjoy the beginning~

18+ but I don’t control you sooooo who gives a fuck? Not me I’m too sleepy but I’m down bad more

“M-mmmph!” Your voice comes out muffled against Miguel’s cock, your eyes teary as you hold him in your throat. You try to relax your body, knowing it’ll conserve oxygen and you just want to please your lover for as long as possible. The tip of your nose brushed against his pelvis, and your eyes squeeze shut as you listen to the behemoth of a man slowly come undone.

He’s panting slowly, red eyes watching you, large hand on the back of your head, tangled in your hair. “F-fuck!” He grunts out, hips jerking forward slightly in pleasure.

You reach your limit and quickly pull away, gasping for air as strings of thick saliva connect from the rosy tip of his cock to your delicate lips.

You glance up at him, and nearly cum on the spot when you see the way he’s looking at you. His lips are curled into a soft smile, red eyes hooded and glossy with lust. He looks so proud of you, so in love.

“Gooooood girl,” he whispers, his voice deep, drawling out the words. You bite your lip, catching your breath and feeling the burning in your lungs begin to subside. Your face is warm, and as you shift forward, reaching towards your partner’s cock, you let out a gasp as your hand is swatted away gently.

You look up at him curiously. “Are you okay? Did I do something wrong?” You ask, and you can hear the worry in your voice.

Miguel shakes his head slightly, smiling down at you, all pretty for him on your knees. “Not at all, amor. I’d just rather see my cum dripping from your pretty little pussy than your lips. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”

Your breath catches in your throat at his dirty words. He grins at you, and you can see his fangs as they catch the light. “Y-yes,” you whisper without hesitation, not registering the slight stutter in your words. Arousal and adrenaline are coursing through you, and you press your thighs together, feeling your clit finally get just a little bit of the relief that it’s been pulsing and calling out for. Miguel reaches a hand down, and you take it, feeling yourself swiftly and easily pulled to your feet. Your lover’s strength will never cease to amaze you. But why should it? He is built like a god, is he not?

Miguel pulls you into his chest, and you moan lightly as you feel his member press against your inner thigh, catching on some of t your liquid arousal that has been dripping slowly for the past twenty or so minutes.

“Oh my, you’re quite wet, aren’t you?” Miguel remarks, and you can hear the teasing grin in his voice as you press your head against his chest, listening to his heartbeat. Your hands find their way to his shoulders, and you squeeze. Miguel gets the message, and his grip on your waist tightens as he holds you closer. “You haven’t even been fucked yet and your legs are already as weak as a calf’s.” Deep chuckles reverberate from his broad chest. “You’re adorable.”

The compliment makes you flustered, and you just hum in response, unable to actually speak, your mind too clouded with desire for you to form a proper response. Miguel leans over you, his lips brushing against your ear, and you arch into him as his fingers trace your bare spine.

His deep voice echoes on your head, his words seductive and raspy, making you practically melt at the sound.

“Now, be a good girl and get on the bed for me. I want you on all fours, ass up. I’m going to go get some of your favorite toys. If you are patient and behave, I might just let you cum without needing to ask permission~”

#Miguel O’Hara smut #miguel O’Hara x reader #miguel O’Hara #atsv smut #atsv x reader #miguel O’Hara xreader #Kai writes #smut #miguel O’Hara one shot #atsv one shot

[devldom]

sweet nothing

solomon x gn!reader. 1k words, sfw.

they said the end is coming, everyone's up to something / i find myself running home to your sweet nothings / outside, they're push and shoving, you're in the kitchen humming / all that you ever wanted from me was sweet nothing

a/n: there’s been so much solomon content lately so this is probably nothing new, but i still wanted to write this bc i live for some fluff. set in the nightbringer timeline. inspired by sweet nothing by taylor swift.

The Devildom streets were so silent compared to the sounds that tend to fill the House of Lamentation. You could hear them all in your head: Levi and Mammon’s bickering, Lucifer’s annoyed voice as he lectures his brothers, the sound of Satan flipping book pages, and a million more variations of the brother’s shenanigans that you know like the palm of your hand. But all of those sounds would disappear as soon as you stepped outside to walk home.

Home. You let out a sigh, thinking about how the House of Lamentation isn’t home anymore. It feels weird, so much colder and distant, just like the brothers. You still haven’t adjusted to this new life, to being in the past, to having them all be strangers again. It was exhausting thinking about how all that you had before, all the relationships you’ve forged with everyone, none of that matters here. And you have so much love for them, but they’re not your brothers. Not your demons, nor your angels.

You felt as if you were made of glass, and every day that you had to show up to work as their attendant, it was the little things that scratched your delicate surface—like the way Beel doesn’t know what kind of snacks you like, how you can’t go up the attic anymore, the fact that you can’t stay up playing games with Levi, and the fact that Satan is not giving you very specific book recommendations based on what you like— and you know that, eventually, it will all break you.

But it was in moments like this, in which you felt like you were drowning in your own pitiful thoughts, that thinking about Solomon felt like a breath of fresh air. Going home to him after a long day and seeing that look in his eyes that you know so well, a look that is only for you, fills you with so much warmth, familiarity, and hope. Strangely, Cocytus Hall feels like home.

You walked in, quietly closing the door behind you. The building was completely silent, except for the sound of some steps walking towards the entrance.

"Hey," the white-haired sorcerer greeted you, the smile on his face lighting up the room as soon as he saw you.

"Hey," you couldn’t help but smile, too, as you took off your coat and hung it near the entrance.

"How was your day?" he asked as both of you walked into the living room. You let out a sigh as your tired body rested on the soft sofa. "It was fine."

"Are you sure?" he asked, quirking an eyebrow at your sigh. Your body language was telling him a whole different story.

“I mean, it was the same as always, I guess. You know how they are,” you explained. Really, nothing major had happened that day, but you were tired. Tired of them not knowing you, of being stuck in an uncertain past, of being around people you love so much but them not loving you back.

Solomon put his arm around your shoulders, pulling you closer to him, encouraging you to place your head against his chest, which you did without a doubt. You sighed again, this time a sigh of relief as you heard his heartbeat. "You know you can always talk to me, right?" He whispered, his fingers running lightly through your hair, his touch ghost-like.

"I know," you whispered and then went silent for a few minutes. It wasn’t an awkward silence; he respected your space and could’ve been silent for hours if that’s what you needed. But you opened your mouth again, your voice barely there. "I don’t know. Lately I’ve been so tired, everything’s too much. This is too much. I’m starting to think maybe I’m just too soft for all of this."

Solomon was the one letting out a sigh this time. "I see," he mumbles against your hair, placing a soft kiss against the top of your head. As the most powerful sorcerer in the three realms, there weren’t many occasions in which he felt powerless, but knowing that you’re so sad, so tired, he felt useless. He wishes he could take those feelings away from you with magic, but all he could do was sit and listen, and make you feel as loved as he could. "It’s okay to be soft, though. I hope you know that. You’re in a complex situation; it’s normal to feel the way you’re feeling, and you should allow yourself to feel these emotions, but I promise you you’re doing fine. If I were thrown into the past and I had to face you, and you did not know who I was, I would feel the same, too."

"You would?" you asked, looking up at him, his gray eyes looking at you warmly.

"I would. I don’t know how I’ve lived so, so many years without you by my side, starlight. My life would never be the same without you." He whispered, running his fingertips down your back. And you could feel it right now—that fuzzy feeling that only appears when you’re with him. You could feel your face warming up at his words, which made him smile.

"I love you, do you know that?" you asked, your lips brushing lightly against the skin of his jawline, making him shiver. You placed a light kiss on that area.

"I know. And I love you just as much." He murmured back at you, moving his face lightly, his lips looking for yours. You couldn’t help but smile as you lean in for a kiss, his lips warm against yours. In that moment, it felt like nothing else mattered except the love and care you have for each other. He sighed, satisfied, as he pulled away from the kiss.

"Aren’t you hungry? It's kind of late, but I can cook something comforting just for you."

"Actually, I had some snacks before getting home," you said, almost out of muscle memory, as you cuddled up against him. "Please, let’s just stay here. I want to be with you."

The sorcerer smiled as he pulled you closer to him, indulging you. When everything around you felt like it was falling apart, it really was those little moments with Solomon that pulled you back together, reminding you that you were capable of everything. He was your rock, keeping you grounded when you needed it most. And you couldn’t be more thankful.

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me nightbringer #obey me solomon #omswd #nightbringer #solomon x reader #om solomon #kai writes #i havent written in forever so im feeling a lil rusty. but im glad i actually wrote this. thats an automatic win for me

[circus-borealis]

Traffic/Life series be like:

(pic by Inspirobot)

#kai writes #mcyt #traffic life series #traffic series #traffic smp #trafficblr #life series #life series smp #from kai #in the gremlin den

[kai-ni]

GASP, it's here! My Reed900 fic bound by @nodeadfandoms :O!! I've wanted to get this fic bound for AGES, to hold in my HANDS, and here it is ! it's real! Thank you thank you, this is the coolest thing ever! Dismantle is still one of the things I'm most proud of, writing wise, so I'm beside myself with delight.

Also, check out the LED working on the first version at @nodeadfandoms, it's really cool!

[You can read the original fic here.]

#detroit become human #reed900 #dbh nines #nines rk900 #gavin reed #kai writes

[shsl-fander]

David Jacobs and the hot guy from History

I wrote another Javey fic guys

Summary: After his parent's financial situation worsens and they aren't able to pay for private school anymore, David and Sarah have to transfer to a public high school for their senior year, abd naturally, David's extremely nervous. Until he meets a certain eccentric art kid who offers to tour him around school

Pairing: David Jacobs/Jack Kelly

#kai writes #newsies #livesies #92sies #javid #javey #davey jacobs #david jacobs #jack kelly #sarah jacobs #newsies fanfic #newsies fandom #newsies fan fiction #fanfiction

[kaikaivibes]

There was a light rumble in his chest, the sensation sweet enough to make his eyelashes flutter. His chest danced, and he wanted nothing more to lean into her, lean on top of her, be so ungodly selfish with all of her. Thoughts that he’d never had before, about how much he cared for her, his worries, all of them crashing into him like a tidal wave. If he wasn’t careful, he’d spill all of it. He attempted to cover up the rumble with a cough, and divert his body from it’s automatic lean into her.

Stelle blinked at him. “…Dan Heng.”

“Mmn?”

“Did you just purr?”

“No.”

He might’ve said it too fast, because her bewildered face turned smug.

“…Oh my Aeons you purr.”

“I do not.”

“You do! I heard it!”

“You’re hallucinating.”

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My new fluff fic, Warmth of the Waves, is now up!! Fully equipped with fluff, dragon Dan Heng, fluff, some internal crisis from Stelle, and some more fluff~!

#honkai star rail #dan heng #stelle #trailblazer #danstelle #DRAGONS #dragons can prr #fanfic #fluff #vidyadhara dan heng #kai writes

[thejourney2recovery]

Hello everyone, welcome to my fourth blog entry! Today, I want to discuss a tough topic, dealing with loss and grieving. It's something I've personally experienced and coped with. My first encounter with death was when my teacher, Dr. Khan passed away from cancer during my third year in secondary school. Everyone thought she was doing well in her recovery, but two weeks into our summer vacation, she sadly passed away.  Despite her illness, she continued teaching us until the end. Her loss hit me hard, but the initial shock made me numb and kept me from fully breaking down, although I still do miss her greatly. Another tough moment was the death of a YouTuber I admired, Technoblade, who battled cancer. I remember breaking down after watching a video his family posted on his channel, addressing the fans to tell them about his passing. To cope with that, I cried  a lot, revisited his old videos, and ensured his memory lives on. While I've learned to deal with these losses better over time, occasionally, the emotions resurface. I share these experiences to highlight that grieving varies for everyone. Some may cry, while others might feel numb. My advice? Surround yourself with supportive people. With time, the pain lessens, and remembering them brings smiles instead of tears. Remember in this journey, you are not alone. Love, Kai

#kai writes #self help #healing #dealing with grief #technoblade #technoblade never dies #coping

[aftergiow]

Imagine dating Jumin and him finding some free time so he could have some coffee with you between meetings;

Even doing everyday things feel so romantic when you do them with him, that's why you were so excited he had a little free time to go and grab a cup of coffee with you.

He suggested going to Jaehee's coffee shop, but you didn't want to stress her, so you suggested a cat cafe you saw online.

"Cat cafe? Elizabeth the Third would love that." "But the cats can't actually drink the coffee, honey." "Oh, really? Then what's the appeal?" "Having coffee next to the cats they have up for adoption." "Oh, well, I think that's nice then."

Jumin always orders a cup black coffee; he knows what he likes so he doesn't bother trying something new. However, you tend to try new things, so he always takes a sip of whatever you offer him so he can try a little bit of everything.

When you go out like that between meetings he doesn't like talking about his job; he prefers listening to you ramble about whatever you've been doing that day. It's his little break, after all, and your voice to him is the sweetest sound.

Even though he hesitated a bit when you suggested that place, he ended up loving it. He'll never think about bringing another cat home, since his heart belongs to Elizabeth after all, but he enjoyed being around the cats on the cafe.

After finishing your coffee and talking for a bit, it was time to leave for another meeting, so you two walk to the C&R Building, holding hands, talking about whatever comes up to your mind. Jumin is not a fan of public displays of affection, but he loves taking your hand in public. The warmth of your skin made him feel loved.

Once you arrived to the building, he would send you back to the penthouse with one of his trusted drivers and would call you to make sure you arrived fine.

"I'm glad I had some free time today. I miss you already." He would tell you. "I miss you too."

#jumin #kai writes #daydreaming #jumin han #mysmes #mystic messenger #mysme #mystic messenger headcanons #this one's for the jumin enjoyers out there #wrote this back when i made this blog and had severe jumin brainrot. this has been sitting on my drafts ever since #also in this universe jaehee has her own coffee shop because She deserves it #not proofread. sorry if there's any mistake! i try my best

[kkaisarion]

i leave myself notes in my wips

#i don't disagree but like #i couldn't have included any more detail? #like at all? #kai writes #shitghosting

[sarcastic-kai]

Yandere! L headcannons

Forgive me for this but I’m down BAD for this man so this is entirely self indulgent

Type: headcannons

Genre: yandere 

Warnings: yandere themes and NSFW themes ahead! Read at your discretion.

L happened to meet you at some point somewhere. While you didn’t even notice him, your presence simply captivated him. He was hooked on you the moment he saw you. There was something about you that just… made his stomach flutter and his heartbeat fast. 

He eventually decides that he can’t let you disappear. After all, you’re a sort of challenge. Someone he’s never met before is making him feel something he’s never felt before— and he wants to know why.

L is the kind of yandere that watches you from afar for a while, trying to figure out what he feels towards you and how to handle his feelings.

Once he has accepted his attachment to you, there is no stopping him. Of course, he knows that the situation calls for caution and patience. Although that agonizes him, he would rather learn about you from the shadows than pounce on you and scare you away for good.

Once his plan is in place, L easily tracks you down within a day. He memorizes your place of residence, where you work, and What your day-to-day schedule is like.

He has cameras and wire taps placed in your house, allowing him to watch you from the privacy of his room. 

And does he ever take advantage of that. He watches with great interest as you shower, dress, undress, and do certain activities to… unwind. 

On those occasions, he sits still, eyes never leaving your form, only flicking from camera feed to camera feed when he wants to see another angle. It’s no secret he is aroused, yet he never pleasures himself. Instead, he only watches, adamant about not soothing the need in his abdomen until you are able to do it for him. 

In time, the detective gathers the courage to follow you around for a little bit, occasionally appearing at certain places you frequent, always exchanging a look of recognition if your eyes happen to meet.

Eventually, the time comes when he can no longer wait to have you. And while he would love to strike up a friendship and let it lead into something more, he knows that it’s just not within his capabilities. After all, if he brings you into his world, he must be sure you do not leave. For his safety, and yours. And how can he be sure your tongue doesn’t loosen about his identity unless he is able to watch you 24/7? In his eyes, there is no other way to guarantee both his safety and yours. After all, If someone were to discover who he was and who you are to him, they could easily use you as leverage against the great detective, and he just can’t allow that.

So he takes you. He breaks into your house and sits for hours, waiting for you to return. And when you do, he has his chloroform soaked rag in his hand. 

He keeps you in his headquarters, in his bedroom. You are not permitted to leave the room or the floor, and he has watari bring you your meals and anything else you request (within reason of course).

He hides you from the task force, which is actually relatively easy for him. His private quarters have security measures to keep other people out, and you inside.

For the next few weeks you’re all over the news, your disappearance shocking to the people of your region. After all, it looks as if you suddenly up and vanished. However, the media excitement doesn’t deter L from his goal of having you to himself. He knows that in time the media will forget about you and the world will carry on as usual. 

At night, when he isn’t up working, he spends time with you. He talks to you—even if you don’t talk back.

If you ask him why he’s doing this to you, his only response is, “I saw no other logical way. In time you’ll come to see that.”

He provides you with anything and everything you could possibly want, slowly conditioning you to see him as less of a captor and more of a… provider. 

And although you hate to admit it, the handsome insomniac has grown in you in the three months you’d been confined. 

He respects your space, giving you your own room on his floor in which to stay. However, in exchange for the room you have to wear a metal bracelet specifically designed to monitor your whereabouts and your health and activities.

L does everything he can think of to whittle down your thoughts of escaping. He wants you to want him back, after all. 

So he respects your space, engages in casual conversation, and doesn’t harm you in any way. 

And when your whines for your family and friends get to his head, he reminds himself—and you— that this is what is best for the both of you. 

L knows it’s entirely selfish, but he doesn’t care. After all, he reasons, as long as he doesn’t hurt you what’s the harm of keeping you safe and fed and loved? That’s all you need, isn’t it? 

#kai writes #L lawliet #L #yandere #yandere L #yandere L lawliet #Death note #death note headcannons #L lawliet headcannons #Yandere smut #yandere headcannons #yandere death note

[leavaloo]

“Eh?” Xiao raised his brow at her. “If my presence brings you comfort, then I will come when called. No matter the reason, I will come when called. You are important, and thus, you may call on me whenever you need.” Lumine blinked at him, taking a moment, enough for him to tilt his head at her. “Is something the matter?” “N-No,” she said with a bewildered laugh. “I-I just, I’m not used to you saying that I’m important.” “I speak the truth,” he hummed. “And the truth not need always be stated if it is obvious, yes?”

a xiaolumi fluff fic, based on the premise of a simple day off between two tired, grizzled warriors

#ao3 link #fics #fanfiction #genshin impact #xiaolumi #xlmi #fluff #kai writes #i haven't posted fic here in a while be nice to me #canonverse

[devldom]

minors/ageless/blank blogs dni

i can't stop thinking about soft sex with solomon 💭 the way he would go slow with you–because he loves to tease and torture you, but also because he wants you to feel loved–whispering sweet nothings between moans into your lips, your ear, your neck. fingers intertwined as he's on top of you, slowly thrusting into you, delighted with every little moan coming out of you, enjoying his view, he thinks you're the most beautiful creature in the three realms. he wants to kiss and taste every single bit of you. and he keeps giggling and neither of you can't stop smiling because you love each other so much. he would praise you every chance he gets. "you're doing great, my lovely apprentice", he would whisper into your ear as he's deep in you, his thrusts deliciously slow, because in this little moment, he finally has you all to himself, and he wants to make it last as long as possible. and if you let him, he would cum inside you as many times as possible, he loves to think that you're his and his only, and filling you up is his favorite way to prove himself so.

#obey me #obey me swd #obey me solomon #obey me nightbringer #omswd #shall we date obey me #solomon obey me #obey me thirst #solomon #kai writes #devldom after hours #giving this another chance since my last post wont show on the tags #not proofread. so sorry if theres any mistakes! these are my 6 am rambles #solofucker fr

[circus-borealis]

☠️ Buggy with a reader stealing his identity - Headcanons ☠️

Info: pretty short headcanons (just a dumb idea I had); gender neutral reader; impersonation; some kind of fucking your clone fantasy ig??; the end is NSFW but everything before the divider is SFW and platonic

He definitely would be upset

Like he arrives in a random sea-side town, ready to pillage

And when he introduces himself

People either laugh in his face or look confused

Like nah, the real one set up camp a bit farther

He already took everything of value

How dare an imposter steal his name???

He goes to investigate, obviously

Talking shit all the way

Waltzing in with "how dare you"s, threats and "do you even know who I am"s

If you don't let down the act, he'll try to kill you

If you do though, he's demand compensation

Like all your treasure from this pillage and others

Along with probably anything else he can think of

In exchange for your life, obviously

Because of your audacity

He might be less upset if you tell him that imitation is the highest form of flattery though

And ask you to tell him how much you admire him

Basically asking you to sing his praises in front of everyone

Though if you do admire him and do so

He might ask you to join his crew

I mean, you've clearly got the spirit for it

And he's an attention whore

If you guys are sexually involved

Will definitely want to fuck and be fucked by himself

Will ask you

With the most bizarre reasoning ever

To experience how great he is

He'd be pretty normal (for Buggy standard) if he fucks you looking like him

But if you fuck him while looking like him?

Man is right about what he likes, ok?

He'd drool

Don't mention it though, he'd find excuses

#one piece #opla #op #one piece live action #this can go for both versions of buggy i think #writing #kai writes #buggy the clown #buggy one piece #captain buggy #op buggy #from kai #in the gremlin den

[kai-ni]

A single dark shape stood on the eastern wall of Eden, his black wings spread wide into the breeze as it cooled, as night fell, the sun dipping slowly beneath the horizon. 

It felt… nice. To spread his wings every once in a while, stretch them to their full length despite the constant ache that suffused them. If he didn’t, that ache sometimes sank deeper into his bones, into his body, and could leave him debilitated. And it already seemed worse on Earth than it had been in Hell, considering the limits of his physical body, though Hell had fewer opportunities for the… stretching out. Less space, less privacy. 

He preferred Earth for that reason. The air was crisp and real, the wind was cool and pleasant, and the warmth of the sun beat the dingy lights in Hell any day. 

Crawly let his eyes fall closed, the faintest hint of a smile on his lips as the wind filtered over his feathers. 

It almost felt like flying, with his eyes closed. 

#good omens #good omens fic #good omens season 2 #ineffable husbands #ineffable idiots #chronic pain crowley #crowley #wee bit sad and angsty thiso ne #kai writes #forgor my tag

[shsl-fander]

Logince Week: Day 2

Prompt: Revenge

Pairing: Logan/Roman

Description : Logan and Roman are extremely competitive with one another, and so they have their weekly game nights, however Roman offers a different prize for the winner

@loginceweek2024

If you asked anyone in the mindscape who the most competitive person they'd ever met was, their answer would either be Logan Sanders or Roman Sanders, no one else would even come to mind. For this precise reason, what had once been an family game night tradition, involving every single side, had been entirely changed. Now it was left with only the logical and creative traits still involved, eager to see who would win the next time.

They'd found themselves in almost an endless cycle, either wanting revenge if they'd lost last time or wanting to continue their pridefull streak. Oddly enough, this weekly occurrence had brought the two closer than ever before, always looking forward to when they would see the other.

"Ahah! Finally! I've won!" Roman declared happily, launching himself up and out of his seat from the table to gloat. He danced around the area, occasionally doing his pose or smirking over at Logan.

Logan, who was still sat down at the table, their scattergories board between them. He was grumbling something about 'unfair' and 'statistically I've won more.'

"This is ridiculous, there is no way I've lost a vocabulary related game to Princey," Logan scoffed in disbelief, which only made Roman's smile grow even wider.

"Hey! I'm good at words too, Specs! You think all my wonderous stories just create themselves?! To be creative requires good vocabulary!" Roman argued, hands on his hips.

"Ironic, since the correct phrase would be 'I am good with words, too.'" Logan jabbed in response, a small smirk tugging on his lips. His smirk grew into an amused smile as Roman scoffed indignantly. "You are so ridiculous," he sputtered through laughter.

Roman dramatically placed a hand to his heart, stumbling backwards. "Your words hurt, Nerd! You've gotten your revenge, I understand now!" he gasps, turning his head away in faux sadness.

Logan shook his head, standing up so he could walk closer to Roman. "Do you really doubt me that much and think I'd give up that simply?" he said holding his hand out, "rematch?"

Roman grinned, eagerly shaking his hand, "Oh you're on, microsoft!" he exclaimed. "I think we should make it more fun though, have something at stake," he offered, with that creative romantic glint in his eyes.

Roman had an idea, an absolute awful idea, and he was dangerously close to letting his romantic thoughts win and doing said idea. He'd had a crush on the logical trait for ages now, longer than he could even remember given how long the two had known each other. There was something about Logan's competitive fire, the one that mirrored his own so well, that made Roman feel so warm inside.

"What are you referring to, Roman?" Logan pondered, scrunching up his eyebrows. His eyes widened as Roman took another step closer, blush rising to the apples of his cheeks. "Roman?!" he sputtered, attemping to keep his composure. Internally, however, Logan's heart was pounding inside his chest.

"If I win, will you let me take you out on a date?" Roman requests softly, his voice barely above a whisper.

Logan swallowed nervously, and the added warmth in his body made his glasses to begin to fog. He cleared his throat, fidgeting with his tie. "You are interested in me?" he asks, audible doubt in his voice.

Roman laughed softly, shaking his head in disbelief, "Is that even a question?! Of course I am, I've been sending you hints for months."

Roman for one, absolutely loved to tease Logan, amd if Logan had remembered correctly, that was the way Roman showed his love. Not to mention all the comments he'd sneak into their discussions that could definitely be taken in a flirtatious way.

"So, do we have a deal?"

Logan couldn't fight the smile that snuck onto his face as he nodded, "Indeed we do, Prep."

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