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hellovivirose · 6 months

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Happy birthday, Ray!!! 6.11.23

Have a bao on your birthday, buddy~

#Ray kon #rei kon #Beyblade #bakuten shoot beyblade #beyblade g revolution #wow this is the fastest I’ve drawn a Beyblade piece #I am getting faster #not sure about the colouring but uhhh #for 2 hours this is good enough and HEY I made the deadline!#hellovividraws #I also never draw Rei so #all things considered this is alright #birthday

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rgbalphameter · 1 year

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pattern 101

i am the kind of fool who perfectly knows that hologrpahic paper looks the way it does thanks to a combo of stereoscopic vision + light diffraction, two strictly 3d phenomons, only to go "awww it doesnt look as shimmery and good" when i try to imitate it in 2d

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sturnlova · 2 months

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Podcast room (C.S)

(Chris Sturniolo x Female reader)

( Warning : Smut, F receiving, kinda new to writing, not proof read all the way, pet names, fluff, i don’t know what else 😭 )

Chris : Orange

Y/N : Pink

Matt : Blue

Nick : Purple

( Word count : 750 )

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“Good morning campers, it’s your favourite host Nick Sturniolo… It’s Matt Sturniolo…. And it’s Chris Sturniolo with our special guest my girl Y/N!!”” As they all introduced me and asked me a couple of questions to kick it off Chris slowly but steadily pushed my skirt a bit up and my orange panties to the side, orange is a weird colour i know but chris sure seemed to like it..to the side.

Chris looked at me and used his index and middle finger to spread me a bit open and used one of his fingers to circle my clit at a agonising pace. Chris looked at Matt with a smirk and then Nick to avoid long eye contact. Nick continued on there conversation, as they usually would like every other Monday.

He added both of his fingers inside of me without a warning causing me to gasp in surprise but i seemed to cover it with a cough “Y/N you alright there it seemed like you were shocked?” Matt spoke with intent to me but started at Chris well he spoke “Ok what the fuck is going on guys” Nick spoke and looked at all of us and than continued to move on to the next topic… birds.

Chris continued using his fingers and curling them to hit the spongy spot inside of me making my legs shake due to the fact i couldn’t move or make sounds as his brothers would know that there youngest brother is fingering me underneath the table. I whispered in Chris’ ear “Chr- “ that’s not my name princess” “daddy please stop it let me cum please no more teasing, i can’t hold it for lon-longer ple-“ i was cut of with Chris’ fast movements of his fingers. The boy had magic in his fingers tips for sure, He curled them and pushed them in and out attempting to make sure my pussy sounds weren’t heard.

“ Y/N what do you think about birds?” Chris asked me, Nick and Matt stared at me waiting for a answer, “uhm ngh i think the-they are sc-i got cut of from my orgasm but i still had to keep some dignity i think they are scary i don’t like them.” Chris stared at me once again and giggled well slowly pulling his fingers out of my velvety walls and adding on to my sentence with “yeah i don’t like them they are weird.”

Chris brought his fingers to his mouth pretending to bit them but in reality he was trying too suck them clean. I just started at him with a flushed look waiting for this podcast to end. I was finally caught out of my trance and started adding onto the conversation until it was over.

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Finally the podcast is over i thought to myself, i needed a glass of water. As we all walked out of the room Nick said he was gonna go edit some pre-filmed videos and just to go to order food without him since we all know his order, we all agreed.

Matt was obviously in the drivers seat, i was in the back and Chris was in the passenger seat. Chris played music in the background to stop the silence but Matt wanted to stop the silence to. “ So Y/N how do you feel knowing that i know you just got fingered in the filming room?” my jaw dropped in shock and along with Chris’. Chris hit matt on the shoulder and told him to shut it and that his just mad he dosent get pussy as good as mine.

I was gonna crawl into my skin, but instead i went insanely red. “It’s ok baby, Matt is angry he gets no bitches, but you ok tho?” this is just making the embarrment worse “ i’m ok dad- Chris i’m ok Chris” “ WHAT WAS THATT NAME UH UHHH” Matt screamed out acting like he didn’t just talk about me getting fingered. This is just getting worse by the minute. I would like to go home now with my food.

#chris sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #matt sturniolo #chris sturniolo x reader #nick sturniolo #romantic #matt sturniolo x reader #romance #matt sturniolo smut

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wolfiesmoon · 1 month

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I NEED MORE CONTENT WITH PRANKSTER YUU AND VIL😍

reader is gender neutral and is a silly prankster

ofc anything for my slavic friendo 🤭 yall get special treatment fr

i am still genuinely blown away by how well recieved that body swap fic of mine was, i've never gotten that many comments on a fic of mine before

(and how well recieved i was into the twst fandom in general, srsly guys thanks for the support💕)

You are in a silly mood today. But then again, when are you not?

You feel like causing a bit of trouble to someone, but all the fun options have already been exhausted and you doubt they'd fall for your tricks twice in a row.

However, you still do have one person you can pull a prank on, and that's Vil Schoenheit. Normally, you'd give him a special pass which lets him bypass your pranks because he's extra special to you.

But what's the fun in that? Sometimes even he deserves to be messed with a little. Also, wouldn't it be kind of unfair if Vil was the only one spared from your little tricks?

That settles it, you're sneaking into Pomefiore tonight.

You knew Vil would be out at about 7 pm, busy with a photoshoot. He told you himself. Beginner mistake.

You're already cooking up a funny prank to pull. It's an expensive one, but his reaction will be worth the empty wallet. You can always work a few shifts at the Mostro lounge to make the money back.

Once 7 pm hit, you quietly snuck into Pomefiore, trying your damn hardest to sneak into Vil's room without getting caught.

"What are you doing here?" A very familiar voice stopped you in your tracks just as you were about to reach the door to Vil's room. And you were so close, too.

"Good evening to you too, Epel." You greeted him, slightly irked by the instant interrogation. He quickly corrected himself, greeting you back with a slight stutter.

"I just realised I forgot something in Vil's room." This actually wasn't a bad excuse at all since you often visit Vil and Epel knows that. You mostly just let him experiment on you with makeup or let him talk about his passions. Which is always a pleasure.

"Why do you have a backpack, then?" Epel glanced at the backpack which was hanging off your shoulder. He didn't mean to doubt you, but even he's been a victim to your pranks before. You're being really suspicious, but then again, it feels like you're always planning something.

"They're books, and thick ones too. They'd be difficult to carry with my hands." You shrugged, subtly showing the conversation is over as you placed your hand on the doorknob.

Of course, that part about the books was a lie. Your backpack was filled with "skincare products". They looked exactly like Vil's skincare, but really, all the bottles were filled with mayonnaise.

It's very convenient that mayo is coloured moderately like skincare products, and if it wasn't, you made sure to color match it with dye. You even tried replicating the original smell on some of them. Buying all that skincare from Sam was truly eye opening to just how expensive Vil's shiny skin is.

You're going to swap out his actual skincare with your counterfeit mayo skincare. You would pour out the contents of the original bottles and simply refill them but you have a feeling you'd never escape Vil's wrath if you did that and that's the one thing you definitely do not want to happen.

You placed the mayo skincare on his vanity table, carefully replacing each cream and balm one by one exactly as they were placed originally. Ohohoho, this is going to be great.

You put Vil's actual skincare back in your backpack and left Pomefiore with a sense of accomplishment. Oh, you wish you could see his initial reaction directly.

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"Care to explain what these are?" Vil lifted one of his creams out of his bag, sat across from you in the Pomefiore lounge.

"They're uhhh... your skincare creams?" You acted innocent, like you had no clue why he was taking that tone with you.

"I know it was you. Epel told me he saw you in Pomefiore acting suspicious yesterday." He pressed you further, serious expression on his face. Ohohoho, you suddenly feel like you're in a detective movie.

You tried not to let the satisfaction on your face show. "Huh? I was simply taking back the magical history book I left in your room. What does your facial cream have to do with it?"

"I am not here to play this game with you. What did you do with my skincare?" He did not look amused by your excuses in the least.

"Hehehehe, I might or might not have replaced it with mayonnaise." You grinned evilly at him.

"You-" he seemed at a loss for words for a moment. "I knew you switched it out with something, but mayonnaise? Really? Why do you do these things?" He knew you knew that mayonnaise was his least favourite food. And he also knew of your affinity for pranks and jokes, but it seems he's gotten a bit too comfortable with not being their victim. Just how long have you been planning this? (One day.)

"Becaaaause, it's funny. Oh man, I wish I could've seen your face when you first applied it." you snorted, imagining his expression. His face is always such a joy to look at, but you imagine it must have been especially expressive in that moment. Your snort developed into hearty laughter.

"I for one do not find it as amusing as you do." he crossed his legs, looking at you with an expression that demanded seriousness. If you weren't so comfortable around him, you would have immediately apologised and bowed gracefully. His presence sure is strong.

You tried your best to stop laughing so he wouldn't actually kick you out of Pomefiore, but it was hard. Whenever you thought you had calmed down and tried looking him in the eyes, it was right back to laughter.

After about a minute of this, Vil seemingly gave up on stopping you, expression softening slightly.

"You should know by now how important skincare is to me. Having to miss out on it this morning was a horrible experience. Which, speaking of... just what did you do to the original contents of my products?" he looked incredibly horrified at the thought of you simply throwing away the contents.

"Oh, I, uh...." you acted nervous on purpose to make him think you're confirming his fears. His eyes widened slightly and he leaned forward in the fancy lounge chair.

"...Put the original tubes and containers away in Ramshackle dorm and bought new ones to refill with mayo." he took a visible sigh of relief. His products live another day.

"Didn't that hurt your wallet?" he asked.

"Yeah, a lot. But it was worth it." you shrugged, smiling at him.

"Well, I suppose you're quite a dedicated person, too. I didn't peg you as one initially." you really are a dedicated prankster. In some aspects, he respects the commitment. In others, he thinks you were kind of stupid for spending so much money just to annoy him.

"Always have been, pookie bear, always have been." you jokingly blew a kiss at him.

He cleared his throat, cheeks dusting pink. How ungraceful.

"I like you when you're angry." you blurted out after a few seconds of silence.

"...You're strange." he narrowed his eyes at you.

"Hahahaha, I knowwww. It's just, like... when you're angry with me for pulling a silly prank on you, it feels different. Your face becomes all expressive and stuff. Oh, and also, it's like, really hot." you recall watching a few movies which he acted in and you felt all giddy when he got angry playing the hot villain. As much as you know he dislikes being typecast, you always simp for him quite excessively when he plays a villain.

"Then why have you only pulled one prank on me so far?" he ignored that last comment after a few moments of consideration. He supposes the pranks would lose their effect if you did them too much, but if you really get that much enjoyement out of his misery, then why have you waited so long?

"Oh, that's because you get a special no-prank pass. You get it since I love y-" you paused.

"I realise I've said too much... I mean, uhhh, that was a prank! Got you! Hahahaha!" Suddenly, you wanted to remove yourself from Pomefiore, so you did just that. You quickly left the dorm without saying goodbye. You cringed at yourself for how unnatural and forced that laughter sounded.

He blinked a few times at the sudden end of the conversation and then fell back on the lounge chair.

"That little... Oh, your real goal is to make me lose my mind, isn't it..." Vil pressed his fingers against his forehead, mumbling that to himself before going to sort out some paperwork. He's wasted far too much time dealing with you anyways.

He denied any accusations from Rook about his cheeks being more pink than before.

#˗ˏˋ ★ ♡ 「Wolfie’s other works」 ♡ ★ ˎˊ˗#twisted wonderland x you #twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland x yuu #twisted wonderland x mc #twst x y/n #twst x reader #twst x you #twst x yuu #twst x mc #vil x yuu #vil x reader #vil x mc #vil shoenheit x reader #vil schoenheit x reader #vil schoenheit x yuu #yearrrr yuu really did spend all their money on this #poor yuu's wallet

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jbbartram-illu · 6 months

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How do y'all paint with glaze since it totally looks different before and after firing . Do you really just memorize a whole color palette??

So! There are two different substances with which you can 'paint' a piece of pottery: glaze and underglaze.*

An underglaze contains pigments that can stand up to the heat of a glaze firing (approx 2200ºF for a typical cone 6 firing!! HOT!!), but are less thick & do not melt in the same way as true glazes, so if you don't put a clear glaze on top of them, they fire mostly matte, like the outside of this finished mug --

-- and underglazes also stay basically the same colour between when they're applied to the clay and when they're fired (most darken a bit, especially if you put clear glaze overtop, and some get duller, especially darker greens). You can also mix underglazes like they're paint while you're applying them - I literally use a paint palette to mix my colours.

Here's a photo of some of the underglazes I used to paint the above sphinx -- you can see how similar they are to the final result:

Then you have glazes which are applied much more thickly and in layers, and when you fire them form a hard, generally shiny (tho there are satin & matte finish glazes), glass-like surface. I'm pretty sure that the pigments they use are different from those in underglazes, but I'm only just starting to get into glaze chemistry (I buy my glazes in pre-mixed pints from companies like Amaco & Mayco).

Unlike underglazes, glazes look COMPLETELY different between when you apply them & when you get them out of the kiln. Here are a couple of examples, unfired on the left & fired on the right:

I love to experiment with both underglazes & glazes in my decoration, as both produce such different results. Underglaze decoration is a more controlled method, where you have a general idea of what the piece will look like from painting to final, great for the outsides of my mugs & some of my creatures (eg my bird ladies).

On the other hand, the insides of the mugs & some other, simpler creatures I make play really well with the uncertainty & alchemy of glazes (& glaze layering!! I've got a Q about this later on, so will be talking more about that soon):

In conclusion to this, uhhh, novella, underglaze & glaze are like cousins who get along really well but also have their own special talents! One is steady & straightforward (underglaze), while the other is maybe a secret wizard & can be a temperamental butthead (dang glazes)?!

*to note: there are other methods as well, like slip, which can be dyed with mason stains, and underglaze pencils & probably other things I don't even know about, but for now let's just discuss the two 'painty' ones

#pottery #artblog #ceramics #glaze #underglaze #glaze talk #ask #ask answered #it's a novella again oops

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goldfish-or-smthing · 1 year

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this sequence is wild to me. first ted at the end of a bisexual triangle spiral, then in a pink triangle (which is a long standing symbol for queer people and is also mentioned in the scene between colin and trent earlier in the episode), and then that pink triangle becoming another bisexual-coloured triangle.

oh and uhhh... also... the triangle is one of the earliest symbols for bisexuality (predating and inspiring the bisexual pride flag, in fact!):

a couple of bits of information about the biangles:

also... TRI-angles anyone:

...anyways

between the associations of triangles and queerness spoken about by trent and colin earlier in the episode, the explicitly bisexual colours of the triangle ted is put in as well as his comments earlier in the episode about wanting to "try something new", AND this seasons continual and ever increasing gayness..... im pretty sure we'll be getting bisexual ted some time soon!

#heheheheheeheeeheheh #if god hates the gays why do we keep winning #season 3 is just wins after wins after wins #theres NO WAY they put ted in a bisexual triangle and didnt realise what that meant #TWICE #anywho #ted lasso #ted lasso spoilers #tedtrent #tedependent

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selfloverrrrrr · 4 months

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Dream is true now ~

Megumi x female reader

( All characters are aged up/ 18+)

Warning : smut, heavy smut, unprotected sex, teasing

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Minors Do Not Interact

Read those warnings carefully......if you don't like my stories block me not report....

BACK STORY

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I was a first year student in jujutsu high. I had friends there. Nobara, Megumi and Yuji. Megumi had a crush on me,but I didn't know that. He had a crush on me since I entered the jujutsu high.

One day he told yuji about his feelings towards me and that was the biggest mistake he had done. Yuji instantly told the news Nobara and since then , they always tease Megumi. They even teased him telling that they are gonna tell me about Megumi's feelings but they never did. That was a joke ofcourse,they were good friends afterall.

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PRESENT DAY

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Me, Nobara, yuji and Megumi were talking in our classroom when Maki senpai came."oi... listen to me"she spoke. We looked at her."I'm thinking about going to a party tomorrow and I also want you four to come with us and don't want to hear no as answer "she told us."who's gonna say no to that, Maki senpai?! We'll go....sure."I replied her and she happily exited the room.

"hey Nobara....I need your help, we're going to shopping I need a dress."I told Nobara."yeah sure"Nobara replied."okey... I'm going to the car meet me there" I told her and exited the room.

"Hey Megumiiiiii~?" Nobara spoke."hmm?" Megumi replied."what's your favourite colour?"Nobara asked."why do you wanna know?"Megumi asked."just wanna know"Nobara replied."And why should I tell YOU?"Megumi asked again. Nobara started puppy face, tears shining in her eyes."uhhh.. stop making these face....fine, it's black."Megumi replied."okkkk"Nobara replied happily and went to me.

I was waiting for Nobara in ijichi's car. Nobara came and we went to the shopping mall. Entering the mall we went straight to the dress section. I was looking at those dresses but nothing got my attention. Then Nobara came to me screaming my name."woah woah.... what happened?" I asked her." I chose a dress for you" she replied. Then she show me the dress. It was a black short bodycon dress. and it was the sexiest dress I had ever seen."OH MY GOD.... it's so sexy!" I spoke."I know"she replied."but don't you think it's too revealing?" I said."oh come on y/n....we are not kids anymore....just get it" she said."ok fine." I said and bought that dress and went to our droom.

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THE NEXT DAY

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Me and Nobara were already late. After finishing our dress up and makeup we run outside and got intu the car. Ijiti held us to the bar where the party was happening. We got inside.

"you're late" We saw maki."we're so sorry maki senpai!"Nobara Said."it's fine,I was just joking " she said and we got in side. Megumi, Yuji and inumaki senpai were sitting together. They didn't saw us at first. Yuji saw us first and whispered in Megumi's ear"look y/n arrived."

Megumi looked at me and his eyes widened. his hand instantly went on his erection to control himself. 'oh goddd... She's looking so sexy.... that fucking dress...God I can't... Nobara did this,I know she did this and that's why she asked me my favourite colour yesterday' he thought. Yuji noticed Megumi's hand and smirked "Megumi ~.... where is your hand?" Megumi immediately shift his hand from his erection.

There was only two sits one was Yuji's side another was Megumi's side. Nobara sit on yuji's side so I have to sit on Megumi's side. Nobara and Yuji smirked at Megumi and Megumi rolled his eyes. I sit beside Megumi.

All of us chatted with each other. Enjoying the party."you guys want drink?I'm going to order." I asked them. They agreed so I went to the bartender and ordered him our drinks.

I came back and went to sit beside Megumi but then Yuji pushed Megumi and I accidently sit on Megumi's lap. His eyes wide open. 'ohhh myyy...ughh... Yuji!!!....ahhh goddd ..... I'm getting hard ohhhh I can't control....her ass is feeling so good oh god....I can't control myself....I need it....I need it now!!!' he thought squeezing his eyes shut at the feeling of my ass on his hard cock. Before I could react at the situation Megumi grabbed my waist and dragged me to the receptionist give him some money took a key from him and dragged me to a room. Yuji and Nobara were smirking at each other.

Megumi dragged me to a bedroom and pushed me on the bed."m-megumi?" I spoke. "I'm... I'm sorry y/n.... p-please forgive me...but ahh...I ...ahhh ....I can't control myself" with that he pressed his lips on mine. His kiss was so rough. He started undressing me.

He grabbed my boob and started squeezing it and I moaned in the kiss. Hearing my moan Megumi stopped the kiss and crashed his mouth on my breast. I moaned out loudly. He started sucking on my breast roughly. The more I moan the more roughly he sucks and squeeze on my breasts.

After a while he let go off my breast. I was breathing heavily. He started undressing himself. He took off his shirt and pant. He was now only wearing his boxers. I can see the outline of his bulge through his boxers and there was a wet spot where the tip of his dick touched his boxer.

His hand reached for my pantie and he ripped it off. He looked at my pussy hungrily. He parted my pussy lips with his fingers and crashed his mouth on it, sucking on it roughly. I moaned so loudly. He pulled back and lined himself with me and slammed his whole length in one slide without any warning."Megumiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii" I scremed his name and grabbed his back."oh my fucking god god god god god god......ahhhhhhhhhhh" he moaned out feeling my warm wet walls around him.

He started thursting in and out. he was thursting hard from the first thurst. It was like he really need release. "Oh god....ahhhhhhhhhh....it ahh...it feels so g-good.....ahhhhhh...my god it does feel so good. You so wet and warm. Oh my goddddd....ahhhh so tight.....I can't believe it's really happening...ahhhhhhhhhhhhh" Megumi moaned out loudly.

"f-f-faster ahhhhh" I moaned. Megumi's thurst became faster.we both were a moaning mess at the same time. My nails were digging on his back. With a few more thurst we both came at the same time.

After reaching our highs Megumi pulled out and fall beside me. We both were breathing heavily. "I love you y/n" Megumi panted. "I love you too" I replied."What!" Megumi was surprised. " Yes I do,gumi" I kissed him.

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EXTRA

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Next day we were at school we four (me, Megumi, Nobara and Yuji) were eating our tiffin."hey... Megumi?" Yuji spoke."hmm?"Megumi replied." You know what.... Nobara was telling me that y/n told her that your dick's head is so red" yuji spoke giggling."oh my God....no Megumi,I didn't tell anything like that " I replied covering my face with my hands. Megumi's face was as red as a tomato. Megumi slapped back of yuji's head."Shut uppppppp " Megumi screamed feeling embarassed.

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#megumi fushiguro #jjk #jjk megumi #megumi x reader #jujutsu megumi #jujutsu kaisen megumi #smut #jjk smut #jujutsu kaisen smut #megumi smut #heavy smut #unprotected sex #fem reader

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malereadermaniac · 24 days

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Hope ~ Nagito Komaeda x Male Reader

Idc what anyone says I love this man sm

Feeding an almost starving Nagito near the start of Chapter 2 of SDR2 - and a small bonus of the despair disease at the end!

Short fic!

Hope's peak = college (aged around 20)

(U/t) = Your Ultimate Talent

Walking out of your cottage, you run into a pissed-off looking Hajime

"Hey, Hajime! What's up? You look like, really mad" you say with a small chuckle, trying to cheer up your tall classmate

"Yeah I'm good... I just went to give Nagito food and... ugh he's just such a dickhead" Hajime mumbles, letting out a deep sigh and shaking his head slightly

"Yeah... he's quite the personality isn't he? I'm sure he means well, in some demented way" you chuckle with Hajime at your remark

"Did he end up eating then?" You ask on a whim to carry the conversation on

"Uhhh... I don't actually know" Hajime says with a guilty look on his face

"I mean, I left the food in front of him to eat! But once he started acting up, I just left" Hajime explains after you give him a weird look

"Aren't his hands tied up?? He's probably in tons of pain from hunger right now... Even worse, what if he dies, Hajime?!" You say in a small panic

"I'll go check on him, see ya later!" You wave Hajime off, slightly speed walking towards the old building

While you disliked Nagito as much as almost everyone else on this island, your morals couldn't let you leave Nagito to practically starve

After getting past Monomi, you open the door to the room Nagito was in

Your heart rate increases as you see Nagito, unconscious and tied up on the floor

Running over to him, you kneel down next to the unconscious blonde and immediently feel for a heartbeat

Luckily, you find a slightly slow one - calming you down right away

You look around for the food Hajime left, finding a sandwich with one small bite taken out of it and a bottle of milk

Moving the plate closer to you and taking out some fruit you had with you, you try to gently wake the starving man up

Nagito's fair skin looks even paler than usual, his body clearly weaker

You slowly shake the lucky student awake, his eyes weakly opening to great you

"Ahhh... (y/n), come to take advantage of my weakened state? I'd be... happy to help?"

Even when starving, Nagito can still somehow be annoying as hell, offering his life up to anyone and everyone

"Hah... nope, I've come to save your life, actually!" You say with a slight annoyance on your voice

You slowly sit Nagito up against a wall, kneeling next to him, holding the plate of food

"Aw.. are you gonna feed... me, (y/n)? A lowly nothing like me?"

"Shut up and eat..." you mumble as you feed Nagito the sandwich from earlier

As you make your way through the food you brought over, Nagito and you start to make idle conversation as his complexion starts to regain some colour

You focus on Nagito's soft lips as you feed him, his watery eyes from his body's uncontrollable joy of being able to eat

"Thank you... I do really owe you one, (y/n)" Nagito says with a small smile, closing his eyes for a second as he chuckles

"No problem... I'd do this for anyone, really" you say, blushing slightly at Nagito's sincerity

"Guess that's the kindheartedness of an ultimate... But not just for feeding me y'know" Nagito mumbles

"Oh yeah? Then for what?" You question, slightly confused by what the blonde was talking about

"I was having a pretty bad dream..." Nagito's face started to lose colour again as he remembered what he was dreaming about, his expression trying to clearly hide his true feelings

"...But you woke me up, I'm really grateful for that! 'Cause of the ultimate (u/t), I didn't have to carry on being tortured by my own subconscious" Nagito says with a wide smile, the crazed look in his eyes returning whenever he talks about hope or ultimates

After a moment of silence as you helped Nagito drink the milk, you broke the comfortable lack of sound

"What... were you dreaming about? If you don't mind me asking"

"Hmhm... my parents dying.... and my dog haha - for the ultimate lucky student, its quite ironic that all that's brought me comfort in life has died, wouldn't you say?" Nagito answers honestly, you can tell from hid tone

You were quite shocked at this sincere revelation

"Oh I'm... sorry to have asked... but I'm sure that you can find new comfort, whilst cherishing the memories of your old comforts" you try to comfort the blonde

The look on Nagito's face had changed from a facade of happiness to visibly real comfort

"Heh... thanks, (y/n). Y'know, I think you're the first on this Island to be genuinely nice to me" Nagito said with a warm smile

You'd thought to yourself if this was the real Nagito - no hope bullshit and crazy demands to be killed, just real human emotion and connection

"You've given me a new sense of hope, in away, you're my hope, (y/n)"

You blushed at Nagito's words, profusely

"Don't.. say stuff like that! People can get the wrong idea, y'know" you look anywhere but into Nagito's eyes as you blush

But if you had looked into his eyes, you would of seen a similar look to when he's crazy about hope and talent, however the way he looked at you was full of warmth and comfort

Bonus-short: Despair Disease

The hospital was creepy at night, but you had to stay there - Mikan had been whisked away to take care of a worsening Akane, leaving you to take care of Nagito

After putting a cold towel on Nagito's head, you sit by his side and watch over him

After a few hours, the feverish blonde regains consciousness and notices you by his side

"(Y/n)?" He asks, not trusting his blurry vision

"Yeah? You okay, Nagito?" You ask, a tired look on your face but you make the effort to smile

Somehow, Nagito musters his strength to stand up

"H-Hey! You shouldn't be up, you should rest up in bed" your words fall on deaf ears

"I don't.... want you here, (y/n)... L-Leave... Now" Nagito mumbles, his face looking distraught

"Hey... what's up, Nagito? I'm just here to make sure you stay stable" you assure the blonde

"I Hate... you, (y/n)" Nagito's eyes start to well up in tears, his face actually distraught

"Okay, okay... I'll leave if you get back in bed, okay?" You bargain with the ill blonde

"Y-Yes!" Nagito shouts, however his words don't match his actions

Nagito for some reason dashes to the door and blocks it

"Leave now... I don't want you, I don't need you, I hate you" Nagito mumbles

"What...? Oh!" You were confused by Nagito's actions, that is until you remembered what kind of despair disease Nagito has

The liar disease makes Nagito say the opposite of what he means

"I'll stay, Nagito, for you I'll stay, come back to your bed"

"That's not good..." Nagito mumbles as he makes his way back to his bed, his warm had in yours

By the end of the night, Nagito had persuaded you to share the bed with him, so what if you catch the disease too...

Wait a minuet... Nagito says the complete opposite of what he means...

Why did he say "I hate you, (y/n)"???

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ieatsmallorphansnamedtom · 1 year

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Marriage candidates reacting to being called cute by their crush/the farmer/what have you?

Bachelor/ettes When They're Called Cute

Thanks for the request! My brain's weird right now so these are pretty short. I tried to make them as long as I could.

Bachelors:

Sam

He stops wherever he is and just sort of... Stares. He's starring ahead because his brain needs time to process what's going on. He's all 'what? what now?' After a second, he comes back to reality and apologises for leaving you hanging like that, rubbing his neck or something in the process.

"Aw, shucks, Y/N. Thanks."

Elliott

He's taken by surprise a little, but we both know Elliott still has that higher confidence. He's got his insecurities, sure, but socially he's a champ at taking compliments. Depending on how big the crush is, he might get a little shy, but not by much. He's got it under control. Leans forward and gives your hand a kiss (if you're okay with that).

"Thank you, Y/N."

Sebastian

HA he's embarrassed. The only person to tell him that is his mother, so things feel pretty awkward for him. Like Sam, he'll advert his eyes and try to figure out a response. In the end, it's awkward, but gets the job done (kind of). His face is so, so red, too. But please don't comment on that or else it will get worse.

"Uh, yeah, thanks, I guess."

Harvey

Harvey's either even redder than a tomato or chill. It depends on if he's in Doctor Mode or not. If he is (and this is only really when giving you a checkup), he's all 'uhhh not rn bro.' But if he's not, well, he goes a colour only visible to shrimp. Okay, I'm half-joking there, but he's extremely flustered and gets all nervous and plays with his hands.

"Um, thank you, Y/N."

Shane

If he's got a drink, he'll choke on it. While Sebastian's only gotten this compliment from his parents, he's only got it from his childhood. Which, since he's old, is a long, long time ago. He's confused if anything. Partly because 'what? Why?' in the self-deprecating way but also 'what? Why?' in the why the flippity-fuck are you telling him this and what purpose does it serve?

"Huh? What?" (he's half-laughing)

Alex

Alex man, that confidence I keep talking about. Okay, so, if you're not aware, I HC Alex's confidence to be a total sham. I mean, you've seen his heart events, right (/lh)? Anyways, he goes beetroot-red. Tries to flirt back, sure, but it doesn't work as well as he wants it to. But his crush just called him cute, so give him some slack.

"Hey, uh, thanks. You too."

Bachelorettes:

Penny

Penny's the most affected out of all of them. Normally, she'd be a little flushed but is able to handle the situation. But since, of course, her crush had to say it, she's worse for wear in the way that she is an absolute wreck. If she has her book with her, she hides behind it and goes all 'wow, thank you so much you didn't have to say that shucks um wowee hehe' (or something like that).

"Oh, um, thank you."

Leah

If you know my HCs, you know I think Leah's chill. She laughs it off with a bit of blush on her cheeks, but all-in-all everything's fine. Might flirt back, might not - all depends on what you're comfortable with. But she's totally going to get you back at it, whether it be making you a little gift ('cute, just like you!'), or sending you some 'totally platonic' red roses (P.S. it's the yellow roses that symbolise friendship).

"Hey, Y/N, feeling a little flirty today, huh?"

Abigail

Abigail's taken aback, but she's not letting that stop her. She's going to flirt back instantly and with as cool and quick of a comeback as she can. She also compliments you a lot more afterwards on whatever you're doing or wearing or anything you're comfortable with.

"Not as cute as you." *continues playing her game*

Maru

Maru never really gets those kinds of compliments. She's not starved for affection - not at all! She just never gets called 'cute' per se. So, she gets really flustered when you call her that. To be honest, I don't know if she'd be comfortable with it straight up. She'd prefer to be the one to take the initiative and say it first, so you know she's good to go.

"Wow, um, thanks."

Emily

Emily loves compliments. Whenever she gets one, she gets all excited and says thank you. It's just nice to know people care, y'know? It's also why she hates passive-aggressiveness so much. Anyways, she gets a little flushed and tucks her hair behind her ear. It's always nice to get a compliment, but even better from you!

"Aw, you're so sweet, Y/N."

Haley

Haley's surprised. Despite thinking so highly of herself (and looking absolutely stunning in my opinion), she doesn't get many compliments outside of Alex and her sister. So, when she gets one from her crush of all people, she's pretty taken aback. Her first reaction is to go 'yeah well, duh,' but she's learned not to do that. So, instead she gives you a warm smile (literally, those cheeks are red hot) and says thank you.

"Thanks, Y/N. You're pretty, too."

-~-~-

AHHHHHHFDSFBHJHHHH ANOTHER ONE DOOONNEEEEEEEE!!!!

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kittenshift-17 · 5 months

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Congrats on finishing!

Prompt - Zutara & a flower made of glass

Thank you! I'm very proud of myself and loved the feeling of vulnerability and relief and achievement when it was finally done so I'm probably addicted and will hopefully, finally, be able to chase down that feeling on the rest of my WIPs 😅🥰

"Uhhh, what is that you're holding?" Katara frowned at the object Zuko was gingerly clutching.

"A flower," he answered shortly, avoiding eye contact.

"A..." Katara frowned, stepping closer to try and examine what he held. "Are you sure? It... looks..."

"It's made of glass."

"Oh!" Katara's eyebrows shot up. "Can I see it?"

"No."

She huffed a laugh at the shortness of his answer.

"No?"

"It's a gift for someone," he side-eyed her. "Why are you here, anyway?"

"I'm waiting for someone."

"Here?" Zuko frowned.

"Yes, I have a date," Katara smiled, blushing prettily. "A blind date, actually. One of Suki's Kyoshi Warrior friends set us up. Actually, can you go somewhere else with your glass flower? The guy I'm waiting on is late, but maybe he's here and doesn't know I'm who he's meeting because you're here."

"Oh, for...." Zuko cursed, his head dropping back while he breathed out a small puff of steam.

Katara flinched when he extended his arm in her direction, offering her the glass flower.

"You just said this was a gift," she scoffed, though she took it anyway to examine the fine blown glass petals, admiring the rich colours infused within.

"It's a gift for the girl I'm meeting. For a blind date. Setup by Ty Lee," Zuko scowled, his eyes back on her, waiting for her to get it.

"You... you're who I'm...? Oh, for crying out loud," Katara started to laugh. "They set us up?"

"Evidently."

"I bet they're nearby, giggling about it too," Katara complained. "We both need better friends."

Zuko didn't say anything, only scowled deeper.

"Well... shall we?" Katara waved an indicative hand to the cafe across the street where the date was supposed to take place.

"They're already inside," Zuko shook his head. "I just saw a flash of one of them. They'll be watching."

"So? Do you not want to have tea with me?" Katara smirked since they’d never even considered dating in all the times they’d known each other.

"You want to go on a date with me?" Zuko frowned, his voice full of sneer.

"Well.... I mean, I'm already dressed," she waved to the nice dress she wore.

Zuko's eyes dropped down, trailing over her slowly.

"You look nice," he conceded quietly, his cheeks turning a bit pink.

"So do you," Katara smiled. "We could... what if instead of tea, we had dinner? I know a place a few blocks away where our friends won't be spying and laughing, if you still want to see the date through."

"Aren't you supposed to go on dates to get to know people?" Zuko frowned. "It's why I hate them. Getting to know someone over tea in a noisy shop is stupid."

Katara started to laugh at his disgruntled expression, reaching to ruffle his combed hair out of its attempted style because it looked ridiculous.

"Good thing you already know me then, isn't it?" She teased, giving a little tug to the front of his shirt as she started to turn, planning to lead his to the restaurant. "Come on. Let's get dinner, and you can tell me why you brought a glass flower instead of a real one."

Zuko pouted, but after a few seconds, he followed her, easily falling into step beside her, the two of them walking close enough that their shoulders occasionally bumped.

"Real one always wilt," he confessed quietly when they were seated at the restaurant. "I get nervous and my hands heat up and then live flowers wilt and go soggy. But uncle says you have to bring flowers on dates.... it's stupid."

He reached, trying to take the pretty glass flower back but Katara moved it out of reach, instead sliding her free hand into his and giving it a gentle squeeze.

"It's not stupid," she said softly when Zuko's eyes dropped to their entwined hands. "It's a clever solution. And besides, real flowers only last a few days... a week if you're lucky. This one will last forever."

She smiled, admiring it happily as her cheeks turned pink.

"I think it's nicer to give something with permanence," she murmured. "The point of dating is to find love, after all, and I would think it should be a goal in the search for love to find one that will be permanent."

When she looked up, Zuko was staring at her intently, his cheeks a soft pink and his eyes guarded as though he was waiting for the punchline. Katara only smiled and set the flower gently on her lap before reaching for the menu without releasing Zuko's hand.

"Should we get some tea?" She checked. "Oh, they have so many options! Iroh would spend days here sampling them all. Look!"

Katara slid her chair quickly around the table, slotting herself in close beside Zuko rather than remaining across from him, pointing at the tea list on the menu excitedly. Distracted as she was, she didn't see the guarded gleam in Zuko's gaze melt away into something soft and impossibly fond before he leaned in closer, silently believing dates were definitely nicer if you already knew you loved the person you were meeting.

#kittenshift17 #fanfiction #zutara #send anons #anonymous #writing prompt #prince zuko #katara

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crackedpumpkin · 1 year

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ok hi you know this is coming :))

so could i have a uhhh… 12 casey with a side of him realising he has feelings for y/n and an added he’s never had a crush before so he doesn’t know wtf is happening.

thank you ilysm <33333

Hello there lovely~!! I hope you enjoy this one!

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“Chill out, sweetheart. It’s just a hockey puck.”

“You almost broke my nose!” You all but yell, eyes narrowed into a glare. You’re practically hugging the wall beside you, having flinched away at the hockey puck Casey Jones had sent ricocheting off the goalpost in the ice rink.

He slides up to where you sit, the wall divider separating him from your frustrated punch. You sigh in defeat, picking up the hockey puck when your racing heart calms and tossing it back to him.

You grab the textbooks next to you, rearranging them with a few pieces of paper with math equations scribbled on them. Casey eyes it with disdain, leaning onto the divider.

“C’mon, you need to study. You have a test coming up soon.”

“Don’t worry, sweetheart,” he rolls his eyes at your anxious expression, “I’ll ace the quiz, no problem.” You cross your arms at this statement, looking at him with deadpan eyes. You don’t believe a single word of it; his past history of bad grades only proves otherwise.

“Trust me! I’ll be fine. In fact, I should be rewarded for how good I’m gonna ace it.” His lips quirk up into a lazy smirk. You straighten your back.

“A bet? Interesting. What do you think should be your reward, though?” Your question stumps him, and Casey’s lips purse in thought.

What should he ask for? A free meal? A date? What would be something only you could give that wasn’t too outrageous?

“A kiss.” The decision tumbles past his lips before he can process it, and he’s about to laugh it off, but the way you grimace only makes his smirk grow. To his surprise, however, you nod with a roll of your eyes.

“Sure,” You snort, “If you get an A on the quiz, I’ll give you a kiss.” You were confident he wouldn’t be able to ever get that high of a grade, so your lips were safe and remained unkissed.

“Shake on it?” He holds out his gloved hand, and you grab it firmly, a smug grin on your lips. You pump your hand up and down, sealing the deal.

— — — — — — — —

Casey groans in frustration, hunched over his messy desk. Scrunched-up wads of paper fill his table, some scattered on the floor. He slumps down with a sigh onto the open textbook, cheek squished against the paper and fiddling with his pencil.

Why was he working so hard anyway? It wasn’t like he wanted that kiss for real or anything.

He recalls your smug grin, almost taunting. He sits back upright with a scowl. He’d show you! He was Casey Jones, the saviour of New York City and soon to be the highest scorer in class! He’d prove you wrong and get that kiss from you, picturing your surprised face and the frustrated scowl on your smooth, pink lips.

Yeah, he’d prove you wrong.

— — — — — — — —

The bell rings, signalling the end of the test paper. He heads off to lunch in a daze. He was pretty sure he nailed most of the questions, save for the trick one at the end. He’d do alright, wouldn’t he?

Yeah, he’d get an ‘A’ easily.

“Nervous?” He’s snapped out of his thoughts when you nudge him gently, having queued up beside him. He picks up the last mini parfait in front of you both, absentmindedly setting it down on your tray without as much of a glance. You like parfaits, he recalls, having shown up to many tutoring sessions with you snacking on one.

He misses the flicker of surprise in your eyes, your gaze softening when you realize he noticed and even remembered your favourite dessert.

He turns to face you, surprised when he sees your dyed hair. “Woah! Nice highlights!” He remarks, and your cheeks blossom pink from embarrassment. He smiles widely at the sight.

“Thanks. I just wanted to try something new, I guess.” You fiddle with the ends of your hair, looking away. He wants to add how good the colour looks on you, but the words die in his throat once your friends call you away.

“Hey, good luck on that test. Even if you don’t get an A, you’ll definitely have improved from the last one.” You add before walking away, a genuine smile on your lips.

He chooses to forego his unsaid compliment, grinning widely. “Thanks, sweetheart.” He watches you walk away with the tray in your hands, sitting down with your usual group. He almost walks into a wall, stumbling back just in time and tearing his gaze away from where he’s watching you laugh. Were your eyes always this bright?

Weird.

— — — — — — — —

Casey holds the piece of paper, gulping before turning it around. He opens his eyes, having subconsciously squeezed them shut in anticipation. A large ‘A’ is circled on the top next to his name, and he whoops in delight.

The teacher frowns at him, and he quickly shuts up and sits back in his seat. He’s practically vibrating in his chair, adrenaline and excitement coursing through his veins. He couldn’t wait to show you and rub the result in your face while gloating. And, of course, the kiss!

The kiss?

He pauses. Why had that been what he was most excited for?

Of course, he was excited about the kiss. It was what you had bet on, after all, he reasons. But a slight feeling nags him in the corner of his mind, unable to pinpoint exactly what was so odd.

It’s not like he has a crush on you or anything. That’d be weird. You’re just his tutor, after all. It’d be bizarre if he did. That’s why he doesn’t have a crush on you.

Right?

#2012 Casey #2012 casey jones #casey jones x reader #Casey Jones x reader #tmnt 2012 #tmnt 2012 x reader #2012 Casey Jones x reader #asks #request #x reader #oneshot #drabble

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universe-friday · 4 months

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EXCERPT #11:

Hello. I hope somebody is listening.

I shouldn't have left you like that, old sport. I really am sorry.

The days are getting shorter and suddenly I’m patrolling the night for more hours than I would ideally ever want to.

I keep getting pulled away from the radio by the distant sounds of monsters and creatures slowly emerging… And don’t get me started on the ringing I can still hear from the telephone box…

Although I hate him, Nightcrawler would be a useful asset right about now… these patrols last forever.

[...]

Agh. Sorry, sorry! Back to the subject at hand.

Uhhh where was I? That story… that girl. Yes!

I think we were sitting staring at each other for like 5 minutes straight, mouths both slightly agape. We were both so excited, yet… confused at the sheer sight of each other. We studied the other’s being as if we were to be tested on them later.

She had hair shorter than mine, just reaching her chin. It had these faded purple streaks, with a mix of greens and blues… I presumed she must’ve dyed it often.

It was freezing, yet she had this dress on that cut down to just her knees, which were red, presumably from the cold. The dress was a floral pattern, with soft, warm colours. I wondered whether she had somewhere to be. Or maybe, she was truly like me. Fancy dress with nowhere to go.

Her eyes, filled with this deep brown hue, darted up and down, sometimes to meet mine. Sometimes to try and understand.

She stared at my hands for a while, then at my hair and then at my chest. The pink hair might be a distraction, sure, but I don’t think my suit and gloves are the craziest of sights. Not in the City, that’s for sure.

Especially if she’s decided to wear a dress in freezing temperatures.

I almost decided on something to say. But, with no warning, she just runs off…!

No joke, old sport. I actually wish I was kidding.

With a single blink, as if I had lost a staring contest right there, she starts her victory lap by running straight past me.

I shout after her. Nothing. I start waving my arms back and forth in the air, despite being in the middle of a moving crowd, still. Nothing. So, I started running.

For a while, I could still see her, as the crowd was parting a path for her, one which I was easily able to follow.

But suddenly I turn one corner, and the parting disappears. In fact, the whole crowd just… seizes to exist. And the street is empty.

I searched, old sport, I swear to you I searched.

I ran down that street more times than I could count. Checking every little side street and alley I could see. Double-checking. Triple-checking.

She was gone.

[...]

#aled last #alice oseman #frances janvier #original work #radio silence #osemanverse #universe city #universe city podcast #carys last #february friday #universe friday excerpts #universe city excerpt #universe friday #daniel jun #hstv #aled and frances #original fiction #original story #osemanverse books

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York Household: Chapter 9, Part 8

Calista and Aaron try out this nectar making contraption then it's time for Kelly's birthday.

CW: Unicorn zombie with minor carton gore

The Yorks are Italian so if you see them using words that don't look like English it's Italian, or what google assures me is Italian. Caro/Cara: Dear Buongiorno: Good morning Piccolo: Little one Tesoro: Treasure Nonno: Grandfather Nonna: Grandmother Si: Yes Grazie: Thank you Per Favore: Please Buon Compleanno: Happy Birthday

Calista: Buongiorno caro, Buon compleanno

Kelly: Grazie Ma. Pa, did you make my cake

Aaron: One chocolate cake, candle covered, ready for later

Kelly: Better go or I’ll miss the bus, can’t wait to rub my birthday in everyone’s faces!

Calista: He’s sure got enthusiasm

Aaron: Have you see Deanna yet Tesoro

Calista: No but Devin text half an hour ago saying she was heading home and Deanna had slept a good chunk of the night

Aaron: Ready to start our nectar empire?

Calista: *laughs* bring it on

Aaron: So what do we start with

Calista: Harvesting and watering

Aaron: I meant after that

Calista: I think you need to clarify your questions councillor

Aaron: *laughs* Yes captain

Calista: Let’s do the apples while we get the hang of it, they’re probably going to be less successful than the grapes anyway

The two get in and start stomping!

Aaron: It feels so weird

Calista: Come on amore, channel your ancestors

Aaron: I’m pretty sure they were all sheep farmers not nectar- UHHH

Calista: Oh and he slips straight on his butt, the crowd goes wild!

Aaron: It’s not like this is a flat surface

Calista: You’ll need a better defense than- UHHH

Aaron: I see you’ve decided to join my sit in

Calista: *laughs* I picked the wrong coloured pants for this

Despite starting at the same time Aaron finishes his bottle first. They both do a second bottle of apple nectar, they all end up average despite my thinking they would be poor.

Aaron: Here, I’ll clean this one and you start your grape nectar in it while I clean yours

Calista: You’re just showing off about finishing early

Aaron: Oh Tesoro, you know I show off about everything

Calista: Well maybe finishing early isn’t the brag you think it is. You’ve certainly never bragged about finishing early before. Normally you brag about lasting-

Aaron: Don’t make me sweat, the nectar will go funny

Despite not feeling like it, Deanna got up, showered, and is working on the homework she was too upset to do last night. At least the lines of physics and comedy take her mind off Paris. Wondering where she is, how she’s doing, who she might have met… She pulls herself together and decides to head to campus early to get her presentation finished before classes.

I mean if there is a good view while nectar making this has got to be it! Aaron and Calista each make a bottle of grape nectar for the cellar, and discover how more colourful grape splatter is to fall into. When they’re finished they head off to shower off the sticky, but being self absorbed and active sims they both try fit in a workout before the birthday party.

Luna arrives early and assures Aaron her twins will not be attending the party, Alfred would get overwhelmed and Rilian is still somewhat afraid of Kelly.

Kelly: So this is it Bun Bun. Teenage time. Time to find out if my guesses will be anything close

Bun Bun: *sits in comforting silence*

Kelly: I am going to miss hugging you though. I wish it wasn’t limited to childish sims. Better do one more hug for luck

Calista: Table set, guests invited, cake out. It’s go time!

Eliza: I love how your house is always tidy

Calista: That’s Aaron, vacuumed everything early this morning

Sims gather round and the traditional birthday song begins. Kelly thinks of his wish, blows the candles and… nothing

Kelly: Why didn’t the candles go out

Joey: Surprise! I got you fake candles for your gift

Kelly: *laughs fakely* Go get me water to put them out if you don’t want me setting you on fire

Joey: *laughing* warning heard

Candles out, time to spin!

My teenagers get a trait rolled from their parents traits and Kelly has got the over achiever trait from Aaron. Blue is his last favourite colour, he likes basic furniture and style choices are hipster, rocker and polished. New likes include video gaming, malicious interactions, and flirtation. New dislikes include flower arranging, pet enthusiasts and classical music. He’s also rolled being pansexual with romantic attraction to female sims. I'm also trying out randomising the aspiration category and choosing from within that rather than randomising a specific thing (because he rolled Friend of the World, I don't think that fits) so he's going to be trying to become president (still in the popularity section)

Oh yeah and Deanna got a post breakup makeover.

Anya: So what’s it like being old

Kelly: Weird. And kind of annoying

Drake: Your face is annoying

Kelly: You’re still mad about that sleepover comment? At least I didn’t age up with that makeup disaster on

Drake: Shut up! It’s just my party outfit

Chasity: I think Drake is just revealing his style

Drake: Am not

Kelly: Grazie for coming

Devin: A thank you? Who are you and what have you done with my brother

Kelly then goes in for a hug, taking me and Devin by surprise.

Devin: You all good gremlin

Kelly: It just... feels strange to be this tall

Devin: Hate to break it to you but actually we’re all short

Kelly: Maybe. Something just feels off

Luna: Are you hiding in here

Deanna: No. Someone just needed to fix the TV

Joey: And that had to be you because…

Deanna: Because I’m learning handiness for my degree. Why the inquisition?

Luna: I think your hair looks nice. Did you enjoy shopping with Devin

Deanna: I never enjoy shopping. But I am glad to have a proper skin shade now

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#sims 4 #the sims #the sims 4 #simblr #my sims #ChangingPlumbobStorytime #R0901 #CalistaYork #KellyYork #AaronYork #DeannaYork #LunaVillareal #JoeyYork #DevinVillareal

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tooquirkytolose · 10 months

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i know ur tags on the bring coke to the party post r about their suit colours but i’m like 75% sure based on absolutely nothing at all that coca cola as a brand doesn’t exist in miles’s universe. i just Feel like that’s true.

Fine fine fine if miles was a soda he would be uhhh...

Koca-soda zero

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uglypastels · 2 years

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Can you write something about eddie dating a seemingly innocent reader but that she's actually just a little freak like him, much to the shock of his friends :)) i love your writingg and thanks

i had a very clear idea for what i wanted to do with this. did i execute it well??? uhhh not sure. but i still think its cute so enjoy <;3

warnings: banter with mention of sexual activities and themes, mention of asylums and hysteria. Eddie being slightly anxious, but its all good now.

Appearances could be deceiving. Everyone knew that. And the boys of Hellfire were a prime example of it. Just look at Eddie. People crossed the street at the sight of him and could probably never imagine him squealing in excitement at the presence of a puppy… He was the town's poster boy for evil, with an overlooked smile of gold.

His friends knew better than anyone how this kind of prejudice could not be more wrong and how silly it was, really.

And yet, when they saw you wrapped around in Eddie's arms, making your way to their lunch table, eyebrows were raised. All three of them were thinking the same thing: What was someone like you doing with a guy like Eddie?

"Someone like you", being the kind of girl who chewed big pink gum bubbles and her hair done up with colourful accessories, arms covered in jelly bracelets. While they had spent their free time deteriorating their denim and stabbing it with needles and pins, you had bedazzled it with glitter, studs and rainbow doodles.

'Hiya,' you waved excitedly at the table as Eddie offered you a seat on his lap. 'I'm y/n.'

They all mumbled some form of greeting in return. The conversation that had halted at your arrival continued, however, not as smoothly, as everyone's attention was mostly on how Eddie kept on pulling you in closer to leave kisses all over your face, leaving you both giggling, utterly unaware of the disturbed individuals in your presence. No one had seen Eddie like this before, and his friends were unsure what to think of it.

They pushed the conflict out of their minds and tried to continue their conversation once more. What had they been talking about, exactly? It had been a strange conversation, one of those you would almost expect guys like them to have. An article Jeff had read about mental institutions in Illinois had sparked up the topic, and they had tried to continue the discourse, but it was hard. They were self-conscious about you being there, sitting with Eddie at the head of the table, listening to each word they spoke. They didn't want to freak their leader's girlfriend out, scare her off for her to never return.

But all those worries were for nothing, clearly, when you added your little piece of trivia into the mix. 'You know, vibrators were once used in asylums to cure women of hysteria,' you said, reaching for another mini pretzel that Eddie had stored in his lunchbox. You had said it so casually, so matter-of-factly, that the boys had barely registered the meaning of the words.

'Excuse me?' Jeff blinked slowly, not sure how to respond to this factoid.

You continued your historical anecdote while munching away on your snack. 'Mhm. They'd sit the lady down and basically torture her to an orgasm, which was supposed to cure whatever problem they, I assume, misdiagnosed. They used to do it by hand, but the nerds go tired if you can believe it.' You laughed, with very little amusement in your tone, but then Eddie leaned into your ear, and his friends watched your high-pitched giggle return as you slapped Eddie's shoulder back.

'Eddie, don't.' You commented on what clearly could not have been anything appropriate that had come out of your boyfriend's mouth.

'Oh, c'mon, baby. You know you want to.' He reached with his mouth for the pretzel in your hand, which you fed him lovingly as both his hands were too occupied with hugging you.

That is when you noticed the magazine on the table. 'Ooh, is that the new Heavy Metal? Can I see it?'

Gareth handed it over to you, now even more confused than before. 'Yeah, sure.' He watched you flip through the pages, and not in the way someone would flip through a magazine in a waiting room. No, you were clearly looking for a specific page. 'You, uhh, read this stuff?'

'Oh, she loves it.' Eddie answered for you, looking over your shoulder at the magazine. You nodded along until you found the page you were looking for, jumping up and down on his lap in excitement. 'Baby, behave,' he teased, and you rolled your eyes.

'Sorry, guys, my parents won't let me get the subscription, so I've been stealing Eddie's issues,' you said before going back to reading the pages with great attention. Your eyes following each word down the pages, taking it all in now that the opportunity showed itself. Eddie looked over at his friends in the meantime, knowing you wouldn't notice how he looked at them. He had tried to keep his nerves in check, but it had been hard for him to hide just how anxious he was about letting you all meet. Obviously, this– you and him– were not the typical kind of pairing one would see strolling around the hallways of Hawkins High. He knew how in reality, the two of you were like two peas in a pod, but that didn't mean you would be able to keep up with his friends or would be able to get along with them.

But yeah, their thoughts synchronised once more; you would fit in just fine.

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you come back from your shopping trip in the late afternoon, and your boyfriend, who opted to stay in and tend to his minecraft farm instead, immediately comes to greet you and see what goodies you brought back

hitoshi isn't usually this lively in the daytime, and he usually doesn't care about what you bring back from your shopping sprees all that much, but this time is different because you had promised to pick up a couple things for him too. you guys often buy things for one another, it was a nice act of domesticity and it was always nice to know that one of you was thinking about the other.

you're unpacking the shopping bags one by one, showing off what you'd bought

"...ooh, and this one is for you, cause look at the black cat on the back!" you hold up the hoodie, two sizes larger than his actual size just the way he liked it, and hitoshi lights up at the sight of the big cat print on the back of the hoodie, reaching out to grab it.

"s'perfect, thank you." he hums with a big smile, touching the soft material. you nod, reaching into the bag to pull out the last little bits in it.

"uhhh, oh yeah, got you new socks cause all your current ones are nasty and have holes in them-"

"they do not-" hitoshi tries to interject, but you throw a pack of socks at his face and he shuts up.

"and i got myself these cute lil ankle socks, look at all the patterns! this one has strawberries, this one has mushrooms, and this one has cows!"

"very cute, honey." he replies, smiling at your excitement. you put the socks down on the bed with the rest of the stuff you'd taken out, pulling the last item out of the bag. hitoshi's eyes widen slightly. you don't notice, too caught up in your little show and tell.

"oh yeah, and these thigh highs. they're all fuzzy on the inside, look! so warm. they'll be perfect for when it gets colder, y'know?

hitoshi nods, staring at the socks intently. he's imagining you in nothing but them and a pair of panties, and he can practically feel all the blood rushing from his head to somewhere that was not his head. you continue rambling.

"and they had these in three different colours and i was really indecisive on which i should get cause like, i could go with something pretty and fun or i could go with a slightly more boring neutral colour, but then it'd match with more outfits and-....are you hard?"

hitoshi snaps out of his stupor to go completely red, because yes, his cock was in fact straining through his sweatpants.

"u-uh-... no-"

you snort, rolling your eyes, a big smug grin on your lips as you realize your boyfriend got hard at the thought of you in thigh high socks.

"y'know... i think i should try these on. make sure i got the right size and all, right?" you purr, watching hitoshi's blush travel to the tips of his ears. he gulps and nods, eyes never leaving you.

"y-yeah."

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