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pigcowboys · 7 months
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Hi boo(i hope that was not too cringe)! Could you pls do a percy jackson, enemies to lovers! story? Like in everyone in the Camp knows their hatred against each other but then they get send on a quest together and end up kissing each other to disguise their quest?!
I would really appreciate it!
Have a good Day!
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pairing: percy jackson x gn! reader (2nd pov is used but someone does say 'chick')
summary: much to your displeasure, you find yourself on a quest with the one person you hate the most.
warning(s): BICKERING. mutual pining (they just don't know it yet.), kissing, swearing, enemies to lovers.
a/n: IT WASNT CRINGE DWW HAHA, i tried my best!! school starts for me pretty soon so im trying to write as much as i can before i have to go back.. (also im sorry abt the images i dont know whats going on with my computer.)
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you hated them, everyone of them.
that wretched camp and it's obnoxious staff oh, and don't even get you started on that stupid oracle. she set you up! they all did.
gods, why of all people did it have to be him?
perseus jackson - most of the time shortened to just percy jackson, maybe even peter johnson at times. what an ass he was.
believe it or not when you first came to camp half-blood you had actually taken a liking to him. he was cute, full of energy and full of endless bravery, your exact type.
you weren't sure when it begun, your hatred for him, that is. it kind of just..started. when? not sure. your exact guess must've been that one valentine's day when he accidentally sneaked the last muffin at breakfast. yeah, that must've been it.
to be honest though, you didn't need a reason. you just did, and you weren't exactly quiet about it either. from the day you started to hate his guts all his advances to be nice to you were met with a glare or a huff. sometimes you'd just straight up walk away from him.
so, it basically didn't take him long to send you back the same glares or huffs or even the smallest mutter of 'geez, not this chick again..' everyone hoped the feud would dissipate, that the two of you would grow the fuck up and call a truce.
too bad their prayers didn't help.
infact, you were pretty sure that even if the gods themselves came down from olympus and said 'get along or die right here' you'd pick the latter in a heartbeat.
so, when you'd initially been called into chiron for some 'great news' you'd expected him to tell you that percy had finally decided to leave camp - or that you'd won the lottery. fuck, you wished that was it.
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"hey, stay on your side, bucko!" you said, nudging percy to the side aggressively. "i'm not on the market, especially for you."
"can you be serious for second!" percy snapped back, his eyebrows furrowed in frustration. "we have to prove to chiron that we can do this." he turned back to face the front. "or...we're in for another lecture."
"i wouldn't mind, really," you grinned. "i've perfected the art of sleeping with my eyes open."
"if only you could perfect the art of silence.."
you glared at him.
the two of you were submerged underwater at the moment in one of percy's bubbles. chiron had asked of you to go to queens in order to do..something? you didn't really pay attention to chiron at the time - besides, you were thinking about drowning yourself in the nearest lake when you'd heard the percy going on the quest with you in tow. the only thing you could remember was that it was super important to not let anyone see you.
something about the appearance of two demigod children to monster being dangerous? you weren't sure why he thought the things wouldn't be able to sniff you out anyways.
the bubble wasn't even your idea to be fair. you'd suggested just taking the train, as it much easier but percy disagreed - as usual. said it would be quicker to just swim over via bubble transfer and although you wanted to disagree, you settled on the idea that the station at this time would be packed as hell.
so you bit your tongue and allowed yourself to be trapped in a bubble with percy for about a half an hour or so.
"ugh, how much longer..?" you asked, adjusting your clothes uneasily. the bubble wasn't by any means uncomfortable just..kind of warm? weirdly enough. percy didn't spare you a glance only opting to shurg his shoulder slightly as he focused on the vast ocean in front of the two of you.
you glared at him from your spot in the bubble, uncomfortably crossing your legs as you turned away from him, jumping when you realized a never before seen fish was staring into your soul from outside the bubble. it wasn't a surprise to you to see the fish, percy was the son of poseidon, you expected him to go full aquaman one day and pull up to camp half blood with a stream of wild dolphins and squids.
still, the beady little dead eyes scared the shit out of you. and in your natural knee jerk reflex, you moved back, inching into percy and bumping his shoulder. he turned to face you with a distasteful look, face contorting in confusion when he noticed the small school of fish now gathering.
your face morphed into one of uncomfort as you gazed at the tons of fish that seemed to spawn out of nowhere. "uh..can you call your friends off?"
percy seemed to share a look with the fish, a look of embarrassment flashing over his face briefly as he glared at them intensely. you looked on at the exchange in silence because, was he really talking to fishes? the fish eventually scrammed after a while and you and percy were back on your way. silence fell over the two of you before you spoke up suddenly.
"i didn't know you spoke fish.."
"drop it."
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"i think we're here." percy annouced as the bubble started to drift closer to shore. were you guys there? you weren't sure at all. you were just happy to be out of that bubble - the close proximity was making you break out.
you were in fact there, somehow. and it was by then it hit you that this was a quest - a really important mission for a demigod and since it was assigned to specifically you and percy, it meant you had to deliver.
your duo walked towards the city, looking around for any suspicious looking civilians or any sign of irregular activity. it would've been an easy task to scope out the objective of the mission if it wasn't for percy's loud breathing.
seriously, you could hear him practically breathing down your neck as the two of you walked. him and his stupid big nostrils - you couldn't focus.
"mind breathing a little less loud?"
percy blinked at you. "these requests are starting to get literally concerning." his face contorted in confusion. "how the hell does one 'breathe a little less loud' ?"
"they not be percy jackson."
"that wasn't even english??"
you were about to say something else smart when a couple of people ahead caught your attention, they weren't inherently weird looking but, you got this vibe from them - that they weren't completely human. your mind raced as you looked around as nonchalantly as you could.
there were people here. to your right, 2 parents and their one hyperactive son who clawed at the ice cream in front of him with his tongue, a bright smile on his face and to your left a group of younger looking teenage girls who were chatting brightly. most likely about hair dye because their highlights were so bright they were giving you eye cancer.
you thought fast. pulling percy by his wrist as you dashed down the street, rushing into the nearest store slash tourist attraction you could as you pushed him into the corner roughly, looking behind you to see if the people had followed you.
he gave you a completely surprised look, slight annoyance forming on his face as he exhaled heavily. "is there any reason you felt like dragging me into this.." he looked around, eyes landing on a random cowboy hat that was situated on a hook in the corner of the place. "slightly..cool place?" he finished, grabbing the cowboy hat and observing it curiously.
"i saw them, well - i think i did.." you mumbled out, looking around erratically as you watched out for any signs of being followed. percy quirked an eyebrow at you.
"the IRS finally caught you orr.."
"percy, this is serious!" you exclaimed, growing slightly embarrassed when the store owner shot the two of you a look. you smiled at the owner awkwardly, ushering percy into a corner with your hand.
"look, i'm pretty sure i found the guys we were going here for." you said, still stealing glances behind you. "i saw them..just now, when were walking."
"did they follow us?" percy asked, more seriously now.
"i'm not sure," you frowned.
percy thought for a moment before speaking once more."they wouldn't do anything with all these humans here - we just have to make sure we blend in."
"and how do you suppose we do that?"
percy grinned at you, reaching over to grab another hat that was right next to the one he'd picked up earlier.
you grimaced, who's idea was it to put you two together?
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"do you think we lost them?"
"nah, we definitely still need the disguises."
the two of you were situated on the street currently, attempting to look as normal as possible. though, it was pretty hard to with these stupid cowboy hats percy insisted the two of you had to wear. claimed it would be "inconspicuous" but in reality it was extremely, eye catching.
you figured he just wanted you to wear it so he could laugh behind your back about how utterly foolish you looked. it didn't help that he'd picked out the hat with the corniest design for you - and it was bedazzled.
you let of a huff of frustration. "can we switch? this one's too big on me., i'm half blind here, man."
"you'll live," percy reassured. "besides, it's better if they can't see your face."
"what's the use? they'll just sniff us out eventually."
percy shot you a look. "you're no fun."
you opened your mouth to say something when percy's face changed as he locked eyes with something behind you. you barely had time to react when he pulled you into a brutal bear hug, turning you away from whatever it was that was behind you.
your muscles tensed as your face started to burn with embarrassment. a "what the fuck, percy?" was muffled into his shirt as you felt the presence of the monsters nearing closer. your heart sank to your feet as realized how near they were really.
"whatever i do.." percy whispered in your ear. "just promise you won't be too mad."
"what're you talk-"
and then before you knew it, you'd lost your lip virginity. i mean, it wasn't the worst first kiss story you'd have to tell people. boy kissed me in order to distract the bloodthirsty monsters that were tracking us down! wow, how romantic.
in all honesty, you knew percy just did what he had to do. you knew he just had to keep you to keep your disguises up. that was probably the rest why you leaned into the kiss, hands coming up to rest on his chest as his brutal bear hug eased into more a gentle hug, his hands moving the hold your hips.
the kiss had to look real - romantic. that's why you pretend to be so into it that you let out a satisfied hum. you weren't sure if the monsters had moved on from the two of you, you weren't even sure if you were safe at all in the moment. but, it was starting to get hard to think as your mind swirled with various conflicting thoughts that stemmed from your actions at the moment.
percy broke the kiss, his eyes gazing into your curiously as he removed his hands from your hips slowly. you removed your hand from his chest, pulling away gently. your eyes searched his own for any sign of discomfort or disgust as you started to grow weary of the fact he'd just stolen your first kiss.
yet, you were surprised to find that there was none - just confusion and surprise. you tore your eyes away from him, clearing your throat. as you fixed your outfit. "i..i think i saw them go somewhere over there." you pointed at the secluded alleyway not too far from where you and percy stood. "let's go - we can get the drop on them."
percy stared at you for a moment before nodding, slightly dazed and following you towards the alleyway silently.
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the ride back home - or should you say float back home was silent, as it always was. though, something different seemed to be hanging in the air this time. a feeling of awkwardness that was mostly unnatural to you and percy.
you wanted to ask about it - the kiss, why did he do it? why was that first thing he came up with? why did he lean into you slightly? why did the world seemed to stop for a second when your lips met and most of all whyyy the hell did you want it to happen again?
you stole a glance at percy. the two of you were a few feet away from each other, on opposite sides of the bubble. maybe you were going crazy or something but did percy look..good? you swore it was just because of the mixed feelings you had about him being your first but you couldn't shake the thought about how beautiful he looked in the moment.
okay, something's not right.
"do you wanna talk about it?" you blurted out suddenly, shifting positions as you leaned forward slightly. percy turned to look at you, he wasn’t annoyed nor angry, not even suicidal. he looked, enamored — and slightly caught off guard by your question.
"talk about what exactly?"
your eyebrows furrowed. "you kissed me, percy jackson." you pointed at him accusingly. "and you liked it."
percy blew a raspberry, a slightly surprised look on his face. "what makes you think i liked it?"
you paused. had you read something wrong? you thought about dropping the idea but thought against it, deciding to die on that hill. "because your hands somehow found their way onto my hips," you started. "and your lips pursed — and your heartbeat picked up little by the little the longer it lasted."
you crossed your legs, inching away from percy as you gave him a small frown. "and..you looked at me weird." percy's face was flushed as he looked at you silently from his position on the other side of the bubble.
"how did i look at you..?"
you glanced at him. "like you didn't want to drown me in the lake and leave my body for the fishes." you joked. "like..you didn't hate me."
"i don't hate you."
your head spun towards percy, your eyes widened comically. you opened your mouth to say something but the words were caught in your throat. percy analyzed you before speaking once more.
"i don't think i ever have, it's just - you're very annoying." percy sighed. "and it sucks because you're more attractive than you think you are." you stared at him in silence. your heart pounded in your chest as you gulped.
"do you like me?"
"do you like me?" percy repeated with emphasis on the me.
you laughed, inching towards percy on the other side of the bubble. "i do." you stopped in front of him, a warm smile on your face as you watched a smile break out onto his face. "i like you too." he whispered, staring at you quietly before leaning forward slightly to test the waters.
you instantly took the bait, leaning forward as well as you locked lips with percy one again. a bolt of lightning shot through you as you leaned into his touch, placing your hand on his shoulder as you climbed into his lap. percy seemed more than happy to have you there, his hands coming to rest on your hips so he could keep you steady.
you broke the kiss, hands slithering around his neck as you looked down at him with a small smile. you were about to say something when your attention was brought to the sickly sight of a line of fish outside the bubble once again. you yelped in surprise, stumbling back slightly and if it wasn't for percy's grip on you, you probably would've busted your ass.
percy looked behind him, slightly annoyed at the presence of the fish. it lingered for a bit longer before dashing off reluctantly. at which point, percy turned to you with a frown. you eyed him curiously.
"what?"
"he's going to tell everyone about the '2 demigods getting it on in the bottom of the sea'. "
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oleander-nin · 5 months
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Im not sure if you still take reqs so sorry if you dont but can you do yandere donnie with a reader thats really bad at taking care of themself? Like they’ll stay up until like 5am playing videogames and end up sleeping in so much they decide to skip breakfast and lunch then end up eating a snack instead of a real meal for dinner because its to much work
A/N, not important: Uhh, I think I may have done this wrong- I had an idea, but somehow this came out instead. If it's majorly not to your tastes, send the request again and I'll try again. Thank you sm to @lethelagoon for the title and for helping me with the fic! Also this is posted on the tenth and not the third because I posted smth on the first and decided I could just skip to this week. Any criticism is welcome, constructive or not. This is supposed to be a gender neutral reader, so if I screwed up somewhere, please tell me.
-Ollie
Tw: mention of feeding tube, descriptive, mentions of drugging, pills, needles, abuse, kidnapped reader, dark themes, yandere themes
Words: 1357
Summary: Donnie comes home and finds out you broke his rules. Again.
“Do we need to go over your schedule again?” Donnie’s smooth voice sounds from behind me. I look towards him, shrinking down in fear. I set the console SHELLDON swore I was allowed to use down, racking my brain to try and find an excuse to get out of this. It had taken me three months to convince him I was fine being left alone, three months to convince him I wouldn’t break the schedule he created for me. Yet here I was, caught with the console on and his(or ours, as he liked to claim) bed unmade, the clock shining the traitorous numbers brightly. It was three in the morning, and Donnie had just returned from a mission, catching me in the act. I gulp. This was not going to go well.
“Well?” He asks, crossing his arms and tapping his foot. A scowl was on his face, signaling his distaste to the world. I chew on my cheek, opening my mouth and closing it over and over, trying to think of something to say. I didn’t want to be drugged again. I wouldn’t let him drug me again.
“I couldn’t sleep.” I say. It was a half-truth, which is better than a full lie. He can’t prove I wasn’t having trouble sleeping. Hopefully he won’t realize I never tried.
Donnie scoffs, a scowl set on his face. “Then you ask SHELLDON for sleep medicine. That is not an excuse and you know it. Gosh, you’re so- UGH!”
I cower back, my hands starting to shake as he paces around the room, his arms flailing as he continues to rant. I was going to be punished again, I was sure of it. Images of the isolation room and chains flashed through my mind, the slick taste of pills burning my throat. I couldn’t go through that again. I never wanted that to happen again.
Noticing my shaking, Donnie rolls his eyes and crosses the room in quick succession. He scoops me into his arms, holding me close while he continues to grumble under his breath. His arms were tense, the muscles more defined due to his anger. I couldn’t help the wave of panic coursing through my veins, my mouth going dry. 
I brace myself for the sharp pinch of a needle, but it never comes. I glance at his face, his dark eyes boring into mine. He wasn’t pleased, that was certain, but I couldn’t understand why he wasn’t freaking out. Last time I did something like this, he stripped the room of anything I could mess with and kept me locked up for a month. I still remember the pills he brought in, every night at seven. I shudder at the thought, the feeling of my body shutting down and pulling me into an unwanted sleep. 
He continues to stare at me, scanning my face slowly. He sighs in irritation, adjusting me in his arms before carrying me further into the room and setting me on the bed. He sits on the edge, his eyebrows furrowed as he takes his gear off slowly, letting each glove and padding fall to the floor. His steady hands were shaking in anger, his drawn eyebrows furrowed. My chest is tight in fear, knowing what was to come. The only wonder I had was why he was taking so long. I watch his face, trying to look past his eyes and learn what he was thinking. His silence was never good, a painful indicator of how ruthless he could be. Silence was a warning with Donnie, never a blessing.
“You didn’t listen.” He says, his voice tight. He’s not looking at me, his eyes trained on the floor. His hands squeeze the blanket of his bed, his green knuckles going white from the force. My blood runs cold and I desperately try to think of a way to fix this. He looks back over at me, his eyes narrowed and furious. “Why? Do you think I’m wrong? Do you not see the way I love you and want you to improve?”
I stay silent, unable to form a response. I didn’t know how to tell him the way he loved me was wrong in every way possible. I didn’t know how to tell him I still wanted, no needed, my escape from reality. 
His eyes wash over me again, my body feeling heavier with each look he gave me. It was like every time he scanned my body, another layer of fear and shame was set on my shoulders. The room was getting smaller, my lungs struggling to take in air. My left hand crosses my chest and sits on my shoulder, my right digging painfully into my thigh. I couldn’t do this. I wanted to go home. I hate him, I hate him so much. I can’t do this, I can’t be near him. All he does is hurt, and take, and I can’t leave. I was going to die here, stuck under the sick obsession of a mutant turtle.
I feel his hand on my back and I try not to cry, panic and fear growing until I feel as if I would pop. I couldn’t live like this, not any longer. I look up, seeing the way his face had tensed. I could see his lips moving, but couldn’t hear the words. I feel my throat ache from the held back tears, my entire body thrumming in sync with my heart. It was too fast. His room was too dark.
“Breathe.”
I suck in a sharp breath at the order, my body conditioned to do as he says without question. His hand goes under my chin, gripping it firmly, but not harshly. He makes me look into his eyes, the same eyes that were unbothered as he locked me away for weeks. The same eyes that stared angrily as he shoved a feeding tube down my throat when I forgot to eat. A sob bubbles from my chest as I try to pull back, survival instinct kicking in. His grip on my chin grows tighter, his other arm looping around my back and holding me in place. He places his forehead against mine, his lips moving once more. I could feel the words around me, the vibrations in the air, but I couldn't hear them. I could understand what he was saying, but I didn’t know what he said.
I continue to cry involuntarily, the hand holding my chin shifting to cup my cheek so he can wipe the tears as they fall. It didn’t help, his thumb wasn’t fast enough to wash them all away. I sit like that for nearly twenty minutes, the world around me crashing down and landing on my chest. My vision swirls with each sob while Donnie continues to hold me and whisper useless, silent words.
My vision swims one last time before the room starts to come back into focus, a harsh ringing in my ears. Donnie’s face is inches from mine, his drawn eyebrows furrowed. I stare at them through my sniffles. I never noticed he didn’t take off his mask. I try to turn my head to look at the room, but his grip on my face is strong.
“Are you done?”
I blink at him, his thumb roughly swiping my cheek as a stray tear falls. I forgot how his voice sounded for a moment. I take a deep breath, nodding. I didn’t have any other way to tell him, and I doubted I would fall into another fit. His hands fall from my face and I lean my neck back, staring at the ceiling. I felt numb, like my tears washed away every emotion my body once held. I couldn’t tell if I felt free, or even more suffocated. It was surreal, having my body be able to go through such stress before falling back as if nothing had happened.
Donnie’s hands trail down me, as if he was afraid I’d fall apart if he let go. They loop around my waist, pulling me firmly into his lap before he shifts on the bed and falls backwards, keeping me on his chest. I don’t fight it this time, letting him press a kiss to the crown of my head while he slowly rubs my back.
“This is what happens when you don’t listen, love.” His voice is quiet, one hand leaving my back to take his mask off while the other holds me tight. I let my head fall, my cheek pressed uncomfortably against the hard of his plastron. I let my eyes close, too tired to fight him any longer. I feel his chest vibrate as a small chuckle can be heard from him. “There you go. Sleep. I’ll be here when you wake up so we can discuss your new schedule. This will never happen again.”
I feel my stomach churn at his words, but I do nothing more than hum in agreement. I couldn’t fight anymore, my energy zapped. I just hoped I could sleep in tomorrow. I would delay a talk with him forever if I could. I take another breath and sleep comes for me, dragging me down into the darkness of my mind.
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umeoniii · 1 year
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daddy’s bestfriend, kenny
!: corruption kink, age gap, reader is 18+ obvi, innocent virgin reader, reader calls kenny “uncle” they aren’t related it’s just what she calls him, fem reader, guided masturbation, size kink,
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you sat on the couch of your parents spacious living room, skipping through the channels of the tv trying to occupy yourself until your parents left for their anniversary vacation.
they were leaving you at home for 3 days to your own discretion. you were happy to be alone for the few days, you could use your mothers makeup and look through her clothes all you wanted to now.
your mother walked into the living room putting on her earrings. you already knew she was going to try and set a bunch of rules.
“y/n honey, while we’re gone make sure to watch the house. also if you decide to invite over friends text me, and also make sure to feed princess, if we run out of food make sure to get ‘kitty’s delight’ not the cheap kind…” you drowned out your mothers voice, blabbing on about the same things.
“y/n! are you listening to me?” she says snapping you out of your trance.
you nodded your head watching your father come down the stairs in his suit.
you stood up and walked your parents to the door and kissed them goodbye. you walked back over to the couch plopping back down. before your father walked all the way out the door he turned around and walked back towards you, who was yet again skipping through channels.
“also honey, you remember my good friend kenny? the one who used to watch you alot when you were younger?”
your ears pricked up as soon as the name rolled off his tongue.
“yeah, why do you ask?”
“well he might come over to make sure you stay in check. so keep an eye out okay angel?”
you gave your father a long stare before opening your mouth, “im old enough to watch the house, i dont need a babysitter.” you whined standing in front of your dad.
“i don’t care honey, i’d feel safer if there were an older adult in the house with you.” he walked back to you giving you a kiss on the cheek.
you watched as he walked back to door standing with your mother, who blew you a kiss before closing the door. you stood at the window watching as their taxi drove them off.
turning back to the living room you turned off the living room tv and went into the kitchen getting yourself a snack. a piece of the strawberry cake from their anniversary gift.
after you finished your last bite you remembered, uncle kenny’s coming over!
you ran up the stairs, quickly going to your room taking out cuter lounging clothes. your bathroom was your next destination hopping into the shower washing yourself with the strawberry cream body wash you got from the mall the other day.
you wasted no time to shave your entire body and to wash and do you hair as well. you hopped out drying your body off, and greasing up.
you dried and combed through your hair fixing it into a ponytail with a ribbon. after you were done modding your appearance you ran back into your bed laying down. you checked the time on your phone. damn, it took me 3 hours to do all of that? n’ he’s still not here…
you looked over to your nightstand drawer and opened it taking out your diary as well as your pen.
you wrote, “today my parents left me home alone! they acted like i couldn’t watch the house, im in college im pretty sure i can… they’re gonna be gone for a few days, 3 at most. and guess who’s gonna come over? guess! kenny is! my, i’m lowkey nervous but im happy because i haven’t seen him in a lil while.”
it was honestly odd what you had for your father’s friend. you’ve always had a little crush on him. you found many of his attributes attractive. you liked how he towered over you, how he was always very nice to you and overprotective of you. you felt icky at times with the way he made you feel, but you couldn’t help yourself.
while thinking you heard a knock at your door.
it must be kenny! you got off your bed and peered through the blinds seeing kenny’s black truck. you ran down the steps quickly and stopped at the front door. you looked through the peephole seeing kenny’s tall form standing with a bag in his hands.
you opened the door swiftly to be greeted with a large smile on his face. you jumped and gave him a big hug, his large arm wrapped around your hips.
“hey kiddo” he said
“hi kenny” you backed up from the hug, motioning him to come inside. the two of you walked in standing in the living room.
“you’ve gotten older since last time i seen ya’” he said, you noticed how his eyes drifted to your breasts before he quickly looked back at your eyes.
“it hasn’t been that long.” you scoffed, “ what’s in the bag?” you inquired following him to the couch.
“nothin’ my stuff, also i gotcha something.” you watched him pull out a stuffed puppy out of a separate box he was carrying. it was pink with a white bow tied on it. you smiled with bright, wide eyes.
“i knew you liked this kind of cutesy stuff so i got it for you at the store.” you opened it, staring in awe at the white puppy plush that sat before you.
“what did you do with the last one i got for you?” he asked.
“oh, the bunny? well it sits on my bed!” you told him thinking about how you cuddle with it at night as if it were your uncle.
“that’s great, so where am i gonna sleep at?” he asked yawning.
“the room next to mine, you want me to show it to you?” you asked sweetly.
he gave you a nod. you walked up the stairs with kenny behind you. you walked down the long hallway past your parents room and yours and right to the guest room.
“here it is.” it was a nice cream colored room. it had a queen sized bed and a tv.
“you can use my bathroom kenny if you need it m’kay? my parents hate even when i use their bathroom.” you gave him a soft smile as he took off his boots. you walked out leaving him alone.
you walked back to your bedroom putting the dog plushie on your bed. you layed down on your back getting your phone and putting in your headphones listening to your music.
you sat on your bed lying down until you felt a light tap on your thigh. you sat up quickly turning to kenny. you saw his mouth moving not hearing a word leaving his lips. you took off your headphones to hear him clearly.
“huh?”
“i said im about to take a shower y/n, help me out will ya?”
you both walked inside of your bathroom. you showed him where everything was and how to work the shower. he took in the scenery of your restroom.
“damn even the soaps shaped like a lil animal.” he chuckled inspecting the soap, while you lit up your candle.
he pulled out his razor and you walked out sitting back onto your bed.
you pulled back out your diary writing more of the day’s events and also writing some reminders. a few minutes later you heard the door creak from the bathroom as kenny stepped out.
beard shaved off clean, towel wrapped around his waist, and dripping wet. you looked at his hair sticking to his body and you couldn’t help but look down at his happy trail that wrapped around his navel and went down. you looked at him lips parted before you turned around, the heat of your body almost making you sweat.
“sorry i left my clothes in the room, forgot to bring them with me to the bathroom” he chuckled, you watched as he walked out going to his room.
kenny left the clothes on purpose, so he can see your little flustered face as he stood half naked in front of you. he wanted to see just how long it would take to make you break.
he dried off in his room and put his clothes on. he stayed in his room letting the tv entertain him occasionally checking in on you until you came in asking him if he was hungry. you eyed the tight black shirt he wore, outlining his muscles and biceps. as well as the pajama pants he wore.
“hell yeah i am.”
“well i’ll be in the kitchen, i’ll make us something good to eat.” you smiled walking off.
when kenny heard you walk down the stairs he creeped into your room slowly.
he loved how you liked cutesy things, everything in your room was a pastel color or pink. you had cute trinkets and posters all over your room. he looked through your drawers looking at your lacy panties and bras.
what’d he do to see you in only them.
he turned around towards your bed catching a glimpse of the pink journal with stickers laying on your ditsy rose comforter.
he sat himself on the bed softly looking at the cover of the book y/n’s diary DONT read further.
he chuckled to himself before reading forward.
he wanted to know more about you and how your life has been since he last saw you. he hasn’t talked to you consistently in about a year and he didn’t wanna nag you by asking, so he took matters into his own hands.
and boy was he was surprised at the contents of the book. it started off normal about things you did in your day, what you ate, what you wore simple things. sometimes his name would be mentioned. and the things said with his name were always about your feelings twoards him or how you thought about him a lot. one struck his eye though.
“last night i had a dream about my uncle kenny, a very weird dream. i don’t even wanna write about it because it was so dirty and yucky. usually these kind of things come with your subconscious, i mean yeah i like kenny a little more than i should. but i don’t think i like him in the way shown in my dream, that’s weird and nasty. and i’m not like that, i’ve known him for so long, he’s like my uncle. i think i’ll just try to forget about it and get ready to go to work…”
you had a crush on your uncle kenny. and surprisingly he liked you a lot too, he thought you were always such a cutie. when he saw you on your 18th birthday something in him changed.
he knew your father would murder him mercilessly if he knew how he felt about you, but he couldn’t contain himself. kenny closed your diary and layed it back on the bed the way it was originally.
“kenny dinners ready!” you called out to him
he walked down the stairs to the scent of tomato soup and grilled cheese.
“smells good, y/n” he looked at you sitting down at the island
“really? i tried something different and quicker today”
“looks good as well.” he said nearly drooling over his plate. kenny ripped a piece of his sandwich and tossed it to the persian long haired cat meowing on the ground. the two of you ate quietly sometimes making eye contact with a soft smile.
“hey does your parents have a liquor cabinet or somethin’ ?”
you nodded, walking over to the cabinet standing on your tippy toes trying to reach it. kenny came up behind you with one of his hands on your hip the other reaching for your dad’s rum.
you felt a tingling sensation with his hand touching you so intimately like that. he went to another cabinet grabbing two glasses, the both of you taking your seats on the soft cushions.
“y/n you’re old enough to drink ain’tcha? have some.” kenny saud slyly pouring some into a glass for you
“well no kenny, i don’t really like it…” you said hesitantly
“c’mon it ain’t bad, i’ll help you out if you need it.” he smiled at you
you nodded sipping at the liquor and you hated it. you swallowed it only because kenny was watching you, but the burning sensation in your throat almost caused you to purge right on the table. he saw you were struggling and got you a bottle of water.
“here, i ain’t like it my first time either.” he chuckled rubbing your back as you downed the water.
a little while later you and kenny were finished, and you and him went up to your rooms separately. you sat in your bed and put your journal back into your bedside drawer.
you layed in your bed thinking about how flustered your uncle made you that day. the way you felt when he walked in front of you basically fully exposed and the way his big hand laid on your hip.
you got the weird sensation again, you tried to squeeze your legs shut in attempts to make the feeling go away. you turned off your lamp and drifted to sleep next to the barrage of plushies on your side.
you woke up later on to a suddenly heavier feeling in your bed, turning to your side you saw kenny asleep right next to you. you gasped audibly, slapping his arm trying to get his attention. he woke up giving you a confused look before realizing what he had did wrong.
“what are you doing?” you whisper screamed
“im sorry honey your bed looked more comfortable.” he said, you noticed his shirt was off which made the heat grow even rapidly.
he looked at you, a smirk tugging on the corner of his mouth.
“ya‘ know, i know yer’ lil secret” he whispered into your ear.
you looked at him genuinely confused, “what secret?” you grabbed the lighter next to your bed, lighting up your candle.
“don’t play dumb with me doll. the little book that was lying on your bed, i read it.” he said sitting up
you thought deeply into it before you felt your heart drop.
oh my god, kenny read my diary. you tried your hardest to keep your composure, but it was clear that you were shocked and scared.
“don’t worry honey, i ain’t angry or anything. tell me, what was your dream about?” he asked looking into your eyes
“i um, it was about…” you cupped you hands around his ear, “we kissed” you paused abruptly, “ an- and we had… sex but before things really got started i woke up.” you whispered shamefully into his ear.
he looked at you, your heart almost pounding out of your chest.
he picked up on how nervous you were feeling , “you okay?” he asked you, sultry voice making your hairs stand up.
“yeah well, it makes me feel… icky.”
“icky? how?”
“first of all it’s weird because you’re like my uncle, kenny. and second i get this weird tingly feeling sometimes.”
he pulled you closer to him, to where you were almost on his lap, he snaked his arm around your waist and layed his hand on your thigh. “what tingly feeling?” he hummed in your ear.
you hesitated embarrassed to tell him how it felt.
“c’mon tell me sweetie, i wanna help you try n’ get rid of it.”
you grabbed his hand and drifted it to your clothed heat.
“oh, so your cunnie’s what’s achy hm?”
he pressed his finger onto your panties making you gasp. he rubbed it slowly causing you to writhe under him.
“you a virgin y/n?” he said still rubbing your clit through your panties.
you nodded vigorously grinding onto his finger.
“good girl, i don’t want you being with any of those nasty little boys, okay?”
you nodded.
“have you ever touched yourself down here before?” he said nibbling at your ear lobe.
“n-no sir” you stuttered
he removed his hand feeling how damp your panties got.
“m’ gonna teach ya a little something okay?”
he grabbed your hand and trailed it to your panties. he took his hands and ripped your panties, the cold air on your exposed pussy made you tremble.
“kenny i really liked those.” you muttered softly
he held your hand with his and showed you how to touch yourself.
“whenever you get to thinkin bout me just get your fingers and rub em’ on that little bump right there you see?” he slid you all the way onto his lap. the hairs on his chest rubbed against your back. he layed his head in the crook of your neck taking in the scent of strawberry pound cake perfume.
you layed your fingers on your clit rubbing it slowly while he helped you move your hand.
“just like that.” he groaned into your ear.
you felt the tingly feeling become more disperse throughout your body. you moaned softly rubbing your clit. you felt how hard kenny was while sitting on his lap.
kenny moved your hand from your cunt, replacing it with own fingers. he sped up the pace making you squirm more, your thighs closing.
you felt the tingly feeling build up but then it suddenly vanished as your orgasm crashed over your body.
“mm kenny” you whined, your thighs squeezing his hand as you wiggled uncontrollably in his lap.
he kissed your neck as you breathed in and out. he then picked you up and layed you back onto your bed barely giving you time to recover. he spread your legs before pulling down his pants.
a look of dread and confusion took over your face as you looked at his cock. it was long and curved over his tummy. his head was swolllen and leaky. you closed your legs and shook your head.
“what’s wrong pretty? it ain’t gonna hurt, promise.” he said kissing your cheek and prying your legs back open.
he spit onto his fingers and rubbed it onto your vulva before lining his head to your hole.
“im gonna stuff ya like a fuckin’ apple pie.”
he pushed himself into you, softly groaning while doing so. you watched waiting for him to be all the way in. he pushed the last of himself in quickly, causing you to let out a yelp.
he was balls deep inside of you, your legs on his shoulders. he slowly thrusted himself in you. you whined softly to yourself. it was more painful than you imagined, he was so big compared to your virgin body. you felt yourself stretching out after every thrust.
you wrapped your arms around his neck, your headboard squeaking from all the movement.
“how would yer’ daddy feel? if he knew how dirty you were getting for me?”
“upset” you hiccuped, his skin slapping against yours.
“damn right he’d be, so you can’t tell him about this. that his best friend is fucking the hell out of his daughter.” he said rubbing your cheek
you felt guilty, but at the same time you couldn’t help it, you wanted more.
“kenny it feels so good, c-can you go a little faster.” you said shakily
he sped up causing tears of pleasure to run down your hot cheeks. you felt the way his tip rubbed against the ridges inside of you, it made you feel an emotion you’ve like none you’ve ever experienced.
“fuck, you’re so tight honey, im trying so hard not to cum.” he held you closer to his chest biting the tender skin of your neck. you yelped from the sudden feeling of his teeth in your neck, but weirdly enough you liked it.
you liked the full feeling he gave you, the pang of pain you felt when his cock expanded your virgin cunt, you loved it. he slid his hands up your gown groping and squeezing your chest, you wrapped your legs around his waist holding on to him as tight as possible.
“you don’t know how many times i’ve imagined this day. how many times i’ve came into my hand thinkin’ about you.” he grunted, his body slamming against yours.
you started to feel a pleasurable sensation, like something intense was building up inside of you “k-kenny” you sputtered, voiced shaky from all the movement. he looked at you still thrusting, “i feel it again, the weird feeling.” you whined clawing at his back. he didn’t answer your inquiry and instead sped up.
you felt the feeling build up even more as the ribbon in your tummy snapped. you moaned loudly tensing your body and cumming all over your uncle kenny. you gasped for air while kenny continued to thrust into you, his pace getting sloppy.
he pulled out before grabbing your cheeks and forcing your mouth open.
“stick out your tongue like you’re licking a popsicle alright?” he said jerking himself over you.
you obliged.
a few pumps later his semen spewed from his swollen, dark red tip. white covered your tongue as you kept it hanging out of your mouth.
“swallow it like the good girl you are.” he said, his big hand resting on top of your head.
you swallowed the thick, salty liquid with a slightly embarrassed grin.
kenny grabbed you by your cheeks indulging in a deep kiss groping your body more.
little did you know he was planning to repeat this again tomorrow.
a/n: only few ppl on this app will understand how bad i need kenny ψ(`∇´)ψ
a/n2: i hate to be the bearer of bad news for the south park fans, but this is abt kenny ackerman from aot Σ('◉⌓◉’)
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sleepycrowzz7 · 4 months
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i was listening to the quackity pay the server remix the whole time while coloring empanada and sunny and halfway through coloring pepito
ok but real talk im not sure about my sunny and pepitos design, EMPANADA’S THOUGH THAT SHIT IS STAYING IM SO HAPPY WITH IT
talking more about the design choices under cut :3
empanada - not much to say but pancake. the moment i laid eyes on her little pancake hat i knew i would get attached (and i did). im so happy with the pancake cape i saw someone do the pancake shoulder thingy (i dont remember who srry) and was okay but what if syrup cape. pancake shoulder bag, all buttons and stuff are squares because butter duh. i turned her two pancakes into a pancake beret just because i was struggling to draw the two pancakes on top of each other lol. suspenders because i liked that some people were giving her overalls but i couldnt fit them in my design so suspenders it is. syrup drip leg warmers, dragon accents are yellow because, once again, butter. the only worry i have with her outfit is that she might look too similar to tallulah, but i made her hair a bit longer because i normally make tallulahs a bit shorter than that. speaking of hair, brown wavy hair because syrup. rounded ears that i wish i had put at a higher angle but im not going back to fix that. i love her and i hope jaiden meets her soon
sunny - gaslight gatekeep girlboss. ok but being real theyre so cool kid right? ive seen two different designs for her: fancy princess and cool kid and i went for cool kid just because i thought it fit better with the glasses. speaking of the glasses, there are these specific types of glasses that are kind of brown but have a bit of an orange fade to them? idk how to explain but they give off summer vibes and yknow… sunny… summer… you get it. there is some slime on them BUT that is in advance because she hasnt met slimecicle yet. once she meets slime she gets those slime stains, but since they havent yet then she currently doesnt have those. pointy ears because theyre very sassy and have a sharp personality. why the red-orange hair? because their colors are mainly orange and also i was wondering to myself right before coloring her why none of the eggs are redheads in fanon. she has some lighter parts to her hair because if they want their hair dyed even a tad slighter than it already is then she will get that hair dye she is spoiled. the jersey jacket thing (i forgot what theyre called) because i saw two different people give them one and was like okay sure with the S for sunny and the sun on the back which is also for sunny. OK we get to the fun part now: the jewels. i actually put thought into those because i had initially put the three gems on the crown and didnt think too much about it. when it was color picking time i was planning to do some reds and oranges but i was like wait… three colors… three teams with specific colors from the island she came from… and now were here. so yeah! purgatory team color jewels which spreads throughout the rest of their jewelry. and the little ring on the horn because i thought it was cute. also green eyes because it rounded the whole design together the best when i tested it. i am still considering making her jeans ripped but its fine for now. the rest is just kinda there because i liked it lmao
pepito - i havent been able to get to know pepito that well but pepito seems pretty neat from what ive seen so far. SO i have to explain myself huh. okayyyyyyy fine so at first i wanted to give pepito a sweater thats way too big (and i KNOW that a lot of people think pepitos actually wearing a swimsuit or something else but if i see the opportunity to give a character a sweater i take it). after some thought, i gave pepito suspenders. why? i decided to be mean because i wanted to make pepito look similar to bobby because angst. im sorry im sorry it only gets worse. the blue ribbon. at first, i wanted to give pepito a red ribbon somewhere in pepitos hair because quackity is one of pepitos parents and… tilins ribbon… yknow. but i couldnt find room in the hair and the red didnt got well around the neck if it was red so i went for a dark blue to match roiers headband. scratched up jeans and bandages because roier likes to spar with his children for some reason. pink dragon accents because to match pepitos signs and the red/blue eyes because spider dad. rounded pointy ears because pepitos sweet but can put up a fight even though it doesnt come across as that because i didnt draw it well this time but that’s ok. missing tooth because i saw someone say something like that and also, once again, roier likes to fight his children for some reason.
i think thats all!! hopefully ill be doing some more qsmp posting but also procreate dreams is out and i kinda wanna learn that so it might be a bit. idk!! messenger crow signing off!! :3
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cupoftaae · 1 year
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Summary- You and Taehyung discover the struggles of parenthood as you take on the task of raising your 3 month old daughter, Kiyomi.
Warnings- mentions of postpartum struggles and attachment issues
word count- 1.6k
A/N- Hi guys! so after Ladybug got so much love I decided to make a another drabble to continue their storyline, this takes place months after their daughter is born. Hope you enjoy it!
Taehyung woke up to the sounds of crying. He sat up and looked over at his clock, it was 4:32am, and you werent in the bed.
Groaning, he pushed the covers back and began walking down the hall into his daughters room, finding you on the floor with her in your arms.
"Im sorry we woke you, go back to bed" you whisper, noticing the sudden appearance of your husband in the room. "are you guys alright?" he asked, ignoring your previous demand as he walked further in and sat next to you, eyes still sleepy from the abrupt awakening.
You sigh and gently rock the small baby in your arms as she wailed, becoming frustrated yourself. "she wont stop" you exhale, finally looking at taehyung. "maybe shes hungry?" he suggested, moving his hand to wipe away his baby's tears.
"She wont latch...so I dont think she is...I also changed her and put her in a lighter onesie incase she was too hot" you gesture to the new outfit on Kiyomi, of course taehyung smiled at the ladybug printed fabric.
"let me see her" he whispered, gently taking the frail 3 month old out of your arms. "Hi baby, you giving mommy a hard time again?" he kissed all over her face before pulling her against him, her tiny head resting on his shoulder as his hand rubbed her back.
"im so tired" your hands run over the front of your face, knowing you return to work tomorrow afternoon and not only would you be exhausted, you would be missing your baby.
Since Kiyomi was born, youve been home every single day making sure she was taken care of, of course Taehyung has been an excellent help as well, and you probably wouldnt have been able to do this without him, yet at the same time you couldnt express your fears of going back to work after maternity leave....you didnt want to let him down or make him feel like you didnt trust him. It wasnt ever about trust, it was about going hours and hours without being able to make sure your daughter was okay. What happens if she needs mommy? What happens if she starts to cry and he cant differentiate it from a hunger cry, dirty diaper cry, or a tired cry?
"go back to sleep, i'll take care of her" he yawned and stood up, one hand reaching down to help you to your feet.
"I cant sleep" you sigh, walking over to rearrange her crib and the blankets. "cant we just keep her in our room tonight? she can sleep in our bed" you finish.
Taehyung gently rocked her around as he paced the room, the small cries slowing down. "baby I thought we agreed its better for her to be in her own room, she is gonna be too dependant on us.....and why cant you sleep? you just said you were tired-"
"because I have a list of things I need to do Taehyung!" you turn around, "I have to pump because she didnt want to eat, and I need to make sure you have enough milk for tomorrow, plus extra just incase, and then I need to put my work clothes in the washer because I forgot, then dry them, and you know what?" you throw your hands up as you walked over and took your daughter "shes only 3 months old, theres no harm in having her in our bed, who cares! she wont even remember anyways" you scoff and walk out of the room.
You didnt mean to snap on him like that, in fact you felt bad as soon as you left her bedroom. Taehyung is a great dad and an even better husband, but you still found yourself unable to stay calm when the list of things piled on, you didnt know how everything was going to go tomorrow, and you were stressed.
"hey...Im sorry if I said anything to upset you" he whispered as he finally walked into your shared bedroom, his daughter now asleep on the comforter as you sat and tried to pump milk.
sighing, you turn to look at him. "I didnt mean to act like that...you didnt do anything wrong, im just on edge"
He slowly walked over and sat on the bed next to you, careful of the sleeping baby in front of him. "whats going on, sweetheart?"
You didnt respond right away, instead you shrugged and looked down at Kiyomi, feeling those stupid tears resurface to your eyes again. "talk to me angel..." he rubbed your back.
"I dont want to leave her" you spoke in a choked whisper, wiping your cheek quickly. "What do you mean?" he calmly responded.
"Work tomorrow, I dont want to go....I havent been away from her since she was born. Ive had 3 months but im not ready." you take a breath, gathering your thoughts. "I went to the supermarket yesterday to buy dinner by myself, and almost had a panic attack because I realized she wasnt with me"
"my love, its okay to feel like this you know?" he rubbed your back softly, his chest tightening upon hearing your struggles. "sounds like you might be experiencing some separation anxiety,"
"I wanna work from home" you protest, shaking your head. "I cant leave her, and Its not about you not being a good parent- because you are so good, probably better than me" you chuckle lightly, "I just need it for myself....I need to see her. I spent 9 months taking care of her, I knew where she was at all times, and now that shes actually here I get so worried something will happen"
"i know sweetheart, I know" his hand ran through your hair as you spoke, "If you really want to look for a job that allows you to work from home, i'll support you all the way, you know that....but I really think its important to go tomorrow at least, to tell them about whats going on"
You leaned against your husband, glad he was supporting you in such a vulnerable moment. "why cant I just call them tomorrow?" you sniffle
"because I think its good to just go in, the smaller steps you take, even if its just a day, will probably make things easier for you."
"mm....just tomorrow?" you look at him
"Just tomorrow, then you dont ever have to see that place if you dont want to, you can stay home and i'll pamper you both"
You giggled and shook your head, "no, I wanna work....just not outside the house"
"and I support that" he gently lifted your chin so he could kiss you.
You smiled and kissed him back, watching him carefully as you pulled away.
"You are so beautiful, I swear motherhood made you even more attractive than you already were" he grinned
you raised an eyebrow, looking down at yourself before looking at him, "are you kidding me? I have a suction cup attached to my tit right now, and my hair needs to be washed....dont even try to say I look good" you shook your head as you noticed the bottle was full, taking off the pump and pulling your shirt down as you crewed the cap on.
"Ah you dont see yourself how I see you, the fact you go through so much for our baby is what is beautiful to me, and just for the record, you could never shower again and i'd buy all the nose plugs in the world just so I could be near you and call you cute"
"shut uppppp" you whine and lean against the pillow, "thanks though....fatherhood looks good on you"
"now thank you, but we both can tell that its not physically" he laughed and stood, putting his hands on his belly. "sympathy weight" he patted his stomach, making you laugh.
"Hey, I didnt do that to you!" you retort
"Yes! you insisted that I eat with you every time you had a craving, and what did I do?"
"ate with me" you smile
"yeah, except you were eating and it went to the baby" he chuckled, "mine went to my stomach area"
"hey I think dad bods are sexy" you nudge him
he rolled his eyes jokingly and wrapped you in his embrace, both of you looking down at your finally sleeping daughter.
"next kid, you deal with those cravings alone" he teased, hand gently squeezing you closer.
You smiled brightly at his words, you couldnt handle another child right now, especially with your current mental state, but you knew in the next 3 years you would enjoy having a second baby.
"thats not gonna be for a while bubs, relax" you patted his thigh
"what if she gets lonely" he looks at you
"are you serious" you laugh, squishing his face "shes 3 months, plus she has us, and tannie. I promise she will be well entertained until we have another kid"
He huffed and slouched down, making you giggle.
He sat up and grabbed his phone, turning the video on as he began filming his sleeping baby. "I havent recorded anything in a bit, well thats a lie, I recorded her yesterday when I was playing airplane and she ended up puking on me"
Your giggles are heard off camera before he faces it towards you "Oh its funny huh?"
"shh, youre gonna wake her" you quickly cover the camera to hide yourself before he continues to ramble on about your baby. He's been doing this since that day you both found out you were expecting Kiyomi, and it still warms your heart to see a man so in love with his creation of life.
He was your rock, and she was your ladybug, and perhaps you would be okay after all.
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puer-aurea · 3 months
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mercenary au relationships
enemies, romantic, familial, etc ykyk key: big dogs ren heart foundation mounders roomies gem and the scotts lizzie and scar
romantic first ranchers enjoyers arent gonna be happy w this one bc uhhh jimmy and tango arent together! im a big fan of the canary and his miner so uhhh jimmy and mumbo <3 (do we have a name for them or is it just the canary and his miner?) tango and skizz are in a relationship and they both have a crush on bigb and want to ask him out but hes always coincidentally disappearing when they have enough courage to ask him lizzie and joel are dating, but marriage is a lot different for elves than it is for most other species, and since joel cannot for the life of him figure out what lizzie is, he hasnt proposed bc he knows nothing abt her marriage beliefs martyn has the biggest crush on ren and its obvious to everyone BUT ren. martyns super broke tho while ren seems wealthy enough so he thinks ren is out of his league jimmy and scott are exes. scott is still hung up on jimmy but convinces himself jimmy's the one hung up on him (based on scott referencing flower husbands in secret life while jimmy was just doin what joel told him to do) gem and pearl are ace lesbians. no more info needed impulse and scar have no romantic relationships, impulse bc he just isnt interested in anyone and scar bc hes aroace i havent fully figured out what i want for the roomies + bdubs in a romantic or familial sense. i know for sure bdubs and grian are fae brothers, and cleo and etho have no kids, but beyond that idk if i want cletho or ethubs or roomies polycule, or ffs etho/grian. idk yet man! its hard family like i said, grian and bdubs are fae brothers pearl and scar say theyre siblings but dont elaborate on how ones a vamp and ones an elf jimmy and martyn are biological siblings and lizzie found them one day when they were all younger and decided she was their sister. theyre probably the only ones who have an inkling of a clue as to what she is cleo and gem were siblings when cleo was fully alive, whether they still are depends who you ask. (they both still say they are) pearl acts like a mother to all the mounders none of the heart foundation have family in their little village and neither do either of the scotts enemies sorta the big dogs do not have a good relationship w the heart foundation bc martyn broke into it looking for a place to stay but refused to accept skizz offering them a temp place for free bc it made him feel like they hit a whole new low scar thinks most of the village doesnt like him but theyre just suspicious of him since no one can remember actually buying from him bigb acts like hes suspicious of everyone but hes just anxious and weird lizzie and joel both have a slight dislike of scott but for very different reasons on that note, lizzie also has a slight dislike of skizz for the same reason as scott (angels are more perceptive than most, but still not enough)
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Part 4 “Bartender Steve/Steddie AU”
Part 3 HERE
Eddie wakes up and immediately has no clue where he is. He wishes he could use the excuse of his past inter-dimensional trauma for the panic that bubbles up instantly, but unfortunately he’s had morning amnesia since he was a small child. So he stays still, calms his breathing, waits until the vague memory of stumbling up the fire escape with Steve Harrington and crawling in through the window resurfaces to the front of his memory. He flings himself upward and is hit with instant regret as his head pounds and his stomach does a circus worthy flip-flop, causing him to peel himself off the couch and race towards the general direction he remembers Steve telling him the bathroom is in. He heaves bile and a rivers worth of water into the toilet, resting his head on the seat when hes sure its all up. He isnt sure how long he’s sitting there before a hand on his back startles him upwards,
“Hey, Its just me.” Steve says quietly, moving around Eddie so he can simultaneously see the mans face and rub circles along his spine. Eddie sinks back down, melting at the touch,
“G’morning, Stevie…” Eddied mumbles into the hand hes pillowed on, “Sorry for wakin’ you up.”
“You didnt, dont worry about it. Can i get you some water?” Eddie nods his response, eyes half closed, and all but whines when Steve takes his hand away. A few minutes later and steve returns with a glass of ice water and a slice of buttered toast, sitting down across from him,
“You gonna eat this while your face is on my toilet?” He asks raising the hand with the toast to specify. Eddie pushes himself up and off the toilet seat with a groan, instead leaning himself against the cupboard and taking the water first. He takes a big gulp before being handed the toast. 
“So…” Eddie says, nibbling at the crust. His voice is hoarse from vomiting, “We gonna talk about it or…” Steve flushes, even though eddie hasn't even specified what yet,
“Talk about what?” He asks, slightly strained. Eddie smirks, 
“How known womanizer and straightest man I know ends up bartending at a chicago gay club?” Steves face relaxes, the question obviously not what he was thinking it would be,
“Oh. Um…” he struggles with his words,
“Oh?” Eddie echoes, “what did you think i was gonna say?” Steve shakes his head,
“Doesnt matter.” Eddie squints at him as he starts taking bigger bites of the toast,
“You gonna answer my question?” He says through a mouth full of bread. Steve bites at his lip nervously, suddenly finding a loose thread on his pajama pants VERY interesting. He opens his mouth to speak multiple times and closes it deciding against whatever he was gonna say. Eddie feels the mirth drain from his body,
“You know you can talk to me, right? Whatever youre about to say, its not gonna change anything.” Steve takes a deep breath,
“I thought you would have already gotten your answer from your new pal Roger.” He finally looks up at Eddie, worry clouding his eyes,
“A little bit, yeah, but he said you werent gay and i should ask you.” Steves runs his hands through his sleep flattened hair,
“Um, yeah. Not gay. Not really sure where I fit in, just know Im not ‘the straightest man you know’ anymore. Or ever were, I guess.” He says the last part extra quite, then continues,
“I find more and more that I dont care about the sex side of things like i used to. I dont know…” he shrugs, “maybe all the trauma finally caught up with me.” Eddie looks him over curiously. Steve isnt meeting his eye, and hes still picking at that damn string,
“Romantic attraction and sexual attraction aren’t connected. They can vary widely in one person, y’know?” Steve nods,
“I know.” He says, but something still seems to be bothering him, “dont…” he starts, finally meeting eddies eye, “dont tell the party just yet. They know I work at a bar, they just dont know the specifics and im not ready to have this conversation with them.” 
“Were you ready to have this conversation with me?” Eddie asks, suddenly feeling a bit like an ass. Steve hesitates before saying,
“I dont think i would have ever been ready to have this conversation with you.” Its so quite eddie almost doesnt catch it, but he knows it was meant to be heard by the way steves eyes never leave his,
“What's that supposed to mean?” Eddie feels a weight in his chest. Why was he not good enough for steve to come out to?
“Im out to everyone I know here in chicago, but… the only people from hawkins that know are rob and joyce.”
“Mrs. Byers knows!?”
“Yeah, she, uh guessed and came to me about being someone i could talk to. Kinda spilled the beans in a heart to heart.”
“What made her guess?” Steves face flushed again, which he seemed to feel and covered it with both his hands,
“Dont freak out?”
“ course not stevie.” Eddie could see steve shake his head at the nickname. Steve takes a deep breath,
“Man,” he huffed a laugh, “i had the most pathetic thing for you after… yknow, everything. She saw straight through me as soon as she had us all in a room together.” Eddies eyebrows shoot up to his bangs, and he tries to think of the first big get together after the ‘earthquake’. He opens his mouth to respond, hesitating a second too long and steve jumps in instead,
“I mean, dont worry, im not about to hit on you. Not trying to make you uncomfortable. Just,since you asked. are you gay? Sorry, dont answer that. robin always says my radar is shit and i feel like the chicks probably love your look. But I didnt wanna lie to you, cause-”
“Stevie,” eddie puts a hand up to slow down the other mans robin-inspired rant. Steve stops, mouth snapping shut, cheeks pink,
“What do you think i was doing dancing on a man, not with, ON,” eddie emphasised, “in a gay club. In these clothes.” He gesturs down to his attire, and then looks down to realize hes in sweatpants and an old hawkins high shirt,
“Oh thats just cruel…” eddie mutters. Steve laughs, and eddie can just about hear all the tension release in the mans body all at once,
“Sorry, it was the first thing i grabbed and you werent really trying to stay upright for much longer.” Eddie only vaguely remembers trying to shuffle the clothes on. Hes not even sure he was really drunk at that point, mostly just exhausted. He finishes up the last of his toast,
“You think youre gonna keep that down long enough to move this to the living room? Ill stick a pot of coffee on.” Steve points at the door behind eddie, who contemplates the wobbliness of his stomach real quick,
“Yes to coffee, please.” He says, starting to push himself up. A hand shoots out in front of him, an offering of help. He takes it, and when he gets pulled up, he accidentally overcompensates and has to stop himself with his palm against steves chest. Hes mere inches away from steves face, his brown eyes, his lips... Something pools in his stomach, and he hesitates letting go of the man, but he snaps to reality and clears his throat, dropping his hands and muttering a quiet thank you.
In the living room, eddie grabs up his blankets and nests himself into the corner of the couch while steve starts the coffee. Eddie watches steve move around the open space, flitting from the sink to the cupboards and back again,
“Man, im so sorry for waking you.” He says, propping his head on his arm off the back of the couch,
“You didnt i promise, ive been up for a little bit.”
Eddie furrows his brow,
“What time even is it?”
“Almost one.”
“WHAT!?” Eddie launches himself up and steve turns around, a surprised look in his eyes at he outburst,
“What?” Steve echoes, coffee pot full of water in hand. Eddie starts looking around frantically,
“Where are my clothes, steve!”
“Oh, dryer. Closet next to the bathroom.”
Eddie practically sprints down the hallway,
“Shit shit shit…” he mutters to himself as he digs his clothes from the dryer,
“Why are you panicking, ed?” Steve asked, voice a bit muffled from the kitchen,
“Rehearsal started at 12!”
“Oh shit, um well i can drive you, let me just…” steve is now squeezing past eddie, who is mid shirt change, to get to his room and closes the door. Eddie takes this chance to switch his pants quickly. Man, he looks ridiculous wearing his nightclub clothes in broad daylight. Hes sitting on the couch putting on his shoes when steve finally comes out, dressed in an oversized sweatshirt and jeans with white sneakers. What eddie gets stuck on is the tortoishell glasses he has on his face. He looks so different from the steve he knew, with his mustache and longer hair now untied,
“Yeah yeah, laugh it up.” Steve says, taking eddies staring for anything other than what it was. God, eddie had to get over this man. By all means, this look shouldnt work for anybody, but somehow steve looked so comfortable and human that eddie cant help but smile fondly,
“You look good, stevie.” He echoes their words from last night. Pink tinges steves cheeks and ears, and he turns away quickly and snatches up his keys from the counter,
“Ready to go?” He asks, sort of breathless. Eddies smile widens,
“Onward!” He points ahead of him and marches out the door, hearing steve sigh and say with exasperation, “god i forgot how weird you are.”
“So youre in town for a show? Still with… corroded coffin, right?” Steve asks. Eddie lets out a low whistle, “damn, you were actually listening when i talked back then?” Steve rolls his eyes,
“Of course i listened to you. So yeah? The bands still together?”
“Oh, no.” Eddie chuckles, “we broke up years ago. Gareths still with me, though. We go by serial cultist now.”
“You have got to be shitting me.”
“Nope, not shitting you. The groupies are questionable but most of them are women and were all mega gay so… except gareth, but his wife keeps them at bay.” Eddie hears steve mutter “garrths married, no shit.” Under his breath and his heart feels fond. Eddie fiddles with the hem of his mesh shirt, trying to build up the courage to ask. Ah fuck it, he thinks,
“Do you, uh, wanna come to the show tonight? If not its cool, but i can add you to the list and you know theres no pressu-“
“I would love to.” Steve says smiling. Eddie goes silent, looking at the side of steves head a bit dumbstruck,
“Ok.” Is all eddie can say, and when he realizes thats not a good response, he shakes his head as if shaking away a thought and starts to smile himself,
“Ok, cool. I’ll, uh, have the venue add you to the list.” He turns so he's facing forward again, not sure what to say after that. The rest of the drive flies by and once they’re stopped, Eddie hops out. He rounds the car where steve has rolled down his window and leans in, faces only a couple inches apart,
“You can always change your mind about coming tonight. I know its not really your kind of music. Pinky promise I wont hold it against you.” Eddie puts his hand up right between them, pinky out. Steve looks at it, then back up at Eddie’s face, 
“Get the fuck out of here, Munson. I’ll see you tonight.” He leans away from the window and puts the car into drive but keeps his foot on the brake. Eddie backs up to the sidewalk, a crooked smile showing off his dimple. He gives a sloppy salute,
“Alrighty, cap’n, see ya at dusk.” He turns away and walks to the doors. He's about to go in when Steve shouts, 
“Save me a t-shirt!” And then drives off without a response. Eddie looks behind him at where the car had just been. He can’t wipe the stupid grin off his face no matter how hard he tries, and he knows the guys are never gonna let him live this down.
Tonight. He’d see steve again tonight.
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gomzwrites · 9 months
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✧✿✧˖° Chocolate °˖✧✿✧
Hello heLLOO! *waves excitedly over a round table* come come I have tea and dessert for everyone *pulls out a few chairs*
Alright, so. Some of my thoughts first regarding the Academic AU
I wrote this fic longer than intended because I was going heavy with the details and plot
Though I am wondering if this kind of smut is welcome here, because I've let a few of my friends to read it and gotten mix responses, some said it was lengthy while some said they liked it
Personally, I was trying to walk readers through the entire process, and since its the first encounter/$ex scene, I wanted to show the small details to indicate some stuff
Initially I was going to write like virgin reader for the innocent sake. but that will make my fic longer WHEEZE-
I ended up hinting the "innocent" part with the floral pattern on the brief, well I say hint but idk if that was obvious lmfao anyways-
not to say I dont like longer fics, but the longer I write, the more mistakes im gonna encounter (if you can't tell already, i struggle a lot with grammar lol)
In the end after much consideration, ive cut down heavily on the smut and condensed to what we have now and Im okay with it, tho I would like to hear your thoughts (send me anonymously if you're shy, or just comment, I dont bite I promise :D)
Okay, *pours everyone a cup of tea*, some headcannons and notes
So, as you all can tell, there was a hint of mlm there of Price x Simon, not sure how everyone think about it but I for one eat that shit up
Now, I did gave some thoughts about the subjects Price and Simon teach, in the end though I decided to leave it blank because I couldn't be sure
See im from Asia so the education system here is extremely different from the UK/US, and I got kinda confused and overwhelmed with the choices XD so I just left it blank
I was going to write them with STEM majors, but eeerrr Idk, cant really picture Price or Simon as engineer or medicine lecturers(iykyk)(rise up my STEM sisters and brothers-)
Perhaps you can give me some thoughts about it, I was thinking something about History for Price, then something about Linguistic/Statistic/Psychology for Simon
Okay, Gaz also made an appearance on the fic((of course he did, my precious bb)), now for him I have a solid idea to make him Pharmacology based or at least somewhere along the healthcare sector, hence the Dr
I might, also bring Soap in the future, but I dont know how or what his role will be yet (gym tutor? physical therapist?)
Will I make this into a poly thing? Im not sure, probably not XD but I might do a special moment with Gaz bcuz im that bias
oh yeah, forgot add on, but yes there's a reason for the name changes(Mr Riley to Simon) and name that stayed (Prof Price), its just to further show that Price has the power and all the sayings (you know cuz he is the Captain originally so I wanted to bring that over)
You wanna call him John? mmmm that's gonna take some convincing and time >:)
Lastly, some future plans (no promises) - nsfw here
many h0rny, many ideas, many tired
anyways, Im thinking of xreader individually fic(like Price x you then Simon x you separately), then eventually building it up to both of them destroying you in threesome manner (lovingly)
I want. I want to write Price being mEAN YALL-
Like him bullying you and putting a vibrat0r inside you and force you to come out to write something on the board in front of everyone, dialing up the intensity as you try your hardest not to cum right there
or or or or or
thinking about c0ckwarming under his desk- raaasdajdgajdh
then Simon...oh sweet sweet Simon
Im thinking maybe dom!reader, just a maybe.
Riding him until he's a whimpering sobbing mess
Idk if anyone remembered, but u know this part?
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yeah, maaaaaybe Simon has that exhibitionism kink
so lets abuse that shall we
thinking of doing it in the car park/in his car, you giving him head under the steering wheel as he pulls down the car window slightly to talk to a student who just wanted to chat
Poor him trying to be calm and steady his tone as his knuckles turned white, hands clammy as you suck harder, not giving a damn if you're going to draw attention
or or or or or or or
going back to the riding part, tying him up with his tie, not letting him touch you as you ride that dick like your life depends on it, you hear him begging and whimpering, bucking his hips up desperately
im very unwell
ANYWAYS, ye so far, these are the only ideas I have atm, but don't expect me to write it so soon haha
If im gonna be honest, this blog was created when I had a massive art block, and then somehow (even until today!!) my soft fics blew up and ye it escalated from there
not really but also- If you see me write a fic, its usually bcuz im struggling with art, likewise if you followed me on @gomzdraws or twitter, you would notice im more active cause I think for me, drawing is easier than writing
im grateful to be able to express in two mediums tho, even tho I suck at it haha
but I do sincerely want to make this into a series, so I thank everyone for being patience with me, I appreciate it
Ogeh, *brings out a briefcase* recommendation time
if you like Prof AUs, then boi do I have some fics for you here in tumblr
Guyfierii has a long Prof series and they're wonderful
mehh141's amAZING PROF PRICE ART IM CRYING-
Shroomie (one of the first few blog I was exposed to when I started reading cod fics :D) made 2 Prof fics as well - sadly I dont think they're active since April because of uni :(
ajhdkadh sleepyconfusedpotato, the god of both being a great artist and oc!fic writer made a post a while ago about tf141 possible Professor headcannons - give it a look if ya interested
that is all from me, and btw don't feel obligated to comment or send me a text or anything!! The fact that you made it till the end is already making me happy :D thanks for reading my babbling and points LMAO
Have a nice day/night friends :)
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heyy girl, how are u? i know ive been kinda missing but i might need your advice on something bc im very confused and unsure (and my friends are being kind of unhelpful bitches lol
So, im in college right? and theres a lot of fraternities around, and I met this guy, a friend of a friend, and he lives in a fraternity.
So far so good right? We kinda flirted with each other for a few days until a party last night where we finally hooked up (i was drunk but everyone said it was pretty hot :)) but i had to leave bc my roomate was very sick so i never got to talk to him abt anything else basically. And my friend said tomorrow they'll have a small party to celebrate a bday on that fraternity, and everyone keeps saying i should lose my virginity to this guy (ik shocking im a virgin), but the thing people dont understand is that i get attached very quickly and to me our kiss basically locked in, so im kinda nervous ill get attached and he wouldnt want anything serious w me
Reading it back it feels kinda dumb but specially for people on campus and SPECIALLY on fraternities is very rare for u to get kinda together w someone so quick, so I DUNNO WHAT TO DO
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hiii babes, ofc ofc im always here to help!! and remember not even my opinion should persuade you into anything, cus I can only go off of my own experiences with virignity loss and hook ups 💞 but I hope my insights helpful!!
I lost my virginity at 16 back in high school (a long time ago and not at all saying ur guy is like this ! cus he probably isnt! especially cus hes an adult so I hope to fucking hell he isn’t) and it definitely happened very fast and quick, texted for a few days, made out, and then met up to have sex. in summary it ended with my nudes being leaked around the school and almost a felony on my name (for sending them?) but the thing ive took out of it (and only reason for the story, im srry cus I was so young so it might seem weird to include) n held close is to remember trust is one of the most important parts of sex really! because your putting your pleasure and body into someone elses hands, but also your emotional trust because sex is so much more than just getting physical for a few minutes, and its important to remember that the lingering thoughts shouldn’t ever be negative, or the guy broke the trust you put in him. truly the after sex reaction is just as important as being taken care of during. in my experience, because I didnt know the guy well, I went into it blind not knowing what I total asshole he was.
and trust, in my eyes, means knowing you’ll be treated right afterwards no matter what, even without a relationship basic aftercare if the bare minimum. and to me it doesn’t seem like you are convinced he’ll do that for you ! so pls pls be careful 💞 who knows ! he might be an amazing guy but if you arnt ready to take that step yet, don’t ! because the good ones are always willing to wait. I would say text him/talk to him in person if you have to too. because and I’m hoping not but you never know, his and your friends might have ‘talked’, and sex might be on his mind too. so if you feel comfortable, get on the same page with him with whatever you decide angel !! you deserve to lose your virginity and be glowing afterwards, its so much better than regretting it 💗 whether u choose to get to know him better or lose your virginity to him, stay safe bby and use safety <3 (pls make sure to discuss possible STD history on his side too btw !)
hope this helped a little love, love you and never let anyone pressure you please, cus fuck that
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lazulian-devil · 2 months
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The bells of winter
I found another prompt I fucked around with and Im sure whoever wrote it meant something entirely different by it, but I dont care :p Enjoy!
Part 1 about a retiring pirate
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It had been an incredibly cold winter that left the wood half frozen when you brought it in the house. The ice crawled onto the windows, the snow sat in front of the doors and your breath was like cigarette smoke, hurting all the same in your throat and lungs. I didnt quite like it, but then again, nobody did.
It was a slow kind of terror that came with the wind, but decided to stay and wander our village. We hadnt invited it but none of us knew how to make it leave. And it was followed by all its children: Fear of hunger. Of freezing. Of pain. Of being unable to repair what would inevitably break under the ice pressure. Fear of loosing someone. Of loosing everyone. No amount of mittens, coats, hats, lined trousers and shoes could safe you from a cold that would freeze your beard if you didnt cover it. Or snowblind your eyes if you went out for too long. As I said. I didnt quite like it.
But I remember vividly the small green something that had broken through the snow in february. Everything was still so white, every step making that distinct crunching noise I never quite knew to put in words, my mittens more hole than cloth. But there it was, like a wound in the snow. Vivid. Green. Alive. Surrounded on all sides by slumbering trees and bushes. And the endless, all swallowing white of the world. The small blade of green had pushed away the snow around it, piercing through the blanket with more vigor and hope than I had felt in the last weeks. I didnt want to believe it yet. I didnt want to be hopeful. I had been, a few times before. When the elders told of the feelings in their bones, when a few birds came looking for seeds in our barn, when Maria finished spinning her threads of wool and started knitting me the itchiest and yet warmest sweater yet, so I could finally make the journey to Rivan without freezing to death. But all that hope had died on me not shortly after. The bones of the elders didnt mean anything when the storm hit. The birds were eaten. And Rivan was just as barren as our village. Nobody wanted to trade except for the children. They needed new knucklebones for their games. Something I at least could provide them with.
So, looking at that green wonder growing next to my trampled paths in the snow, I closed the door again and tried to forget about it. There were always outliers. It wasnt warm enough yet. How could it be.
By the next day, there were seven of them. Tiny knives, stabbing the snow. Soon enough, the first one I had found grew another blade and another, until a small blossom stretched itself towards the sun, its head opening up to a beautiful white bell, hanging and swaying in the wind. "Snowdrops." Maria said at the door and I agreed, a stack of firewood in my hand. Then she hushered me inside. The wind shouldnt get in after all.
And then, by the day, there were more. First a handful. Then a few dozen. Then hundreds. They grew wherever we hadnt trampled the snow down, always in bundles of four or five, as if they were holding on to one another when the winds came to shake the white bells they had for heads. I wondered if the other plants could hear them chime. "Look." They were saying to all the slumbering seeds under ground. "It will be over soon."
I agreed, reluctantly. Cautiously. My trust in the sun had been shaken a little too much. But I continued on regardless. And soon, when the snow started melting, leaving a patchwork of dirt and white and grass behind, things changed again. By the time the last snow drops blossomed in March, they were accompanied by others that had followed their call.
I wish I could have preserved them. But then again, I wouldnt need to look at them in summer, when everything is still green or in autumn, when everything is color. They are, all things concidered, quite boring little flowers. But when the timing is just right, they are the most beautiful thing you have ever seen.
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roastedpepper · 9 months
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at the end of this month itll be a year since i moved to ny. i have not taken more than 2 days at a time off work since december 2021, maybe longer? im not as interested in casual sex and going out as i was last summer and also feel just generally unmotivated and sad and sleepy and bloated most of the time, despite eating better and exercising more and spending more time outside...i think getting covid twice in the winter did kind of permanently impact my mental/physical health and i never fully came back from that so im looking into therapy again to see if that helps :// on the plus side i feel relationships STARTING to deepen even tho i still feel really lonely and isolated a lot of the time. i have to keep reminding myself that it takes a long time to build consistent and meaningful friendships and the ones i have with people that dont live here also developed over years and i can and will find that again if i stick it out. there is so much i love about the city itself and still get that exhilarated feeling walking/biking around and visiting parks and new neighborhoods but i dont feel like im living life to the fullest or taking advantage of everything this place has to offer because im STILL SO CRUSHINGLY DEPResSED LOL. im starting a new job at a rooftop farm this week! i volunteered in a garden where my friend works and remembered that is a critical piece of who i am! im consistently seeing a friend who is very sweet to me and we are going at a slow pace that feels comfortable and not overwhelming for the first time in my life! i am not in love and im ok with that! ive (somehow) saved money! there are a lot of books i want to read and stores and restaurants i want to visit and museums i want to explore and bike paths in the bronx that i want to traverse. i want my life to look different but im not sure what that means yet. i dont feel the urge to leave after this year but i havent decided whether i want to stay forever. resenting being 25. 
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lunar-fey · 1 year
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mmh... just had a dream there was this race of aliens that survived and stayed young for hundreds of years by feeding on life forces of other living things. they would go to various planets, collect some 'willing' victims (promised a life of pleasantness and luxury; which they WOULD be given. but also they would be drained to death within a few decades which they werent informed of). they looked mostly like humans but generally much taller (like 7-8' tall on average) and broader. like the average person either looked like a strongman or was just fat.
anyway so one of them found me (on earth) (i did not know yet that he was an alien or what was going on) but eventually he offered me to come with him back to his homeworld and i was like :o yeah sure sounds fun! but then something happened and i lost track of him. finally i chased him down to his "spaceship" which. im not exactly sure how to describe it. it was vaugley car shaped but about half the size (no engine or trunk) and entirely made of bolted together triangular sheets of metal. oh and it look about ready to fall apart at any second. there was another human in the "ship" and the alien gave me a weird look (later realized he decided he liked me too much to take me back as like livestock or whatever so he was going to leave me on earth on purpose. but he didnt want to say that in front of the guy he WAS taking for that purpose so....the look was him kind of pleading me to change my mind lol)
when we got there he sent the other human off to be processed and was like uh fuck. im a doctor here just. follow me and act like youre supposed to be here. we'll figure something out. BUT bc he was so much taller than me (i was like average height so like 5'9 or something i guess and he was probably 7'5 or so) so he walked much faster and eventually i lost track of him. i kept wandering and eventually found myself at the processing room, where a few dozen humans were hanging out chilling while an alien asked them various questions about their like. health and dietary needs and stuff. it was clear they were all still pretty excited and didnt know what was going on.
i talked to a few of them, the alien asking questions asked me like. something about a doctor i used to see? but i couldnt remember their name and he just looked at me like i was stupid and moved on. anyway it pissed me off so i was like fuck it fine. im like going to start a revolution. and get all of these humans out of here. so i waited until the alien left and started singing, telling them about what was going to happen if they stayed. it was obviously kind of loud so some aliens rushed in to see wtf was going on. so i also started trying to use the song to convince the aliens that using humans like this isnt great. and started leaving the room before too many showed up. the one that had brought me here (never caught his name) was also there and he came up to me and slapped me in the face (very gently tbh) bc he was so angry and worried about me. and i was just like ehhhh that was pretty pathetic you can do better than that right??? and he punched me probably not full force but square in the chest hard enough to push me back a bit. which was very . energizing for me. so i was like OKAY lets go. he started singing with me, and we basically ran off and caused enough chaos for the rest of the humans to escape.
we ran around for a bit and eventually came to a stairwell and he was like. hm. idk if your soft bones can take a five story fall but i'll jump down first and then catch you. we can save time if we dont just run down them. and i was just like oh actually i have wings btw. no problem. so i grabbed him and we jumped down together and i softened our fall.
i don't remember anything after that, just that next thing i recall i was like. in a diner, it was a few years later and i had gotten home, but was separated from him and had been looking for a way back all this time, but was feeling pretty hopeless. then i saw an old man staring at me and i looked at him but i couldn't recognize him, and then he started singing the same song we had back then, and i realized it was him. he explained that after i escaped, he was able to convince his people to stop using other living things as food sources and so they had started draining life force (willingly) from each other. as a sort of penance or something. but as it turned out it caused them to age very rapidly, him moreso bc a lot of others were eating his life force since he was the one that had suggested they change their practices, so he had to be the 'example' or whatever. and i was like. well no this seems a bit excessive. i kind of just meant you should ask people permission first. there are probably a lot of people who wouldn't mind dying in 30 years if you were going to take care of them like you were (to be clear the humans they took were 'livestock,' but these aliens had thoroughly researched human needs and made sure everyone had yummy good food as much as they wanted, could run and play and watch things and do basically whatever they wanted (other than leave) and had all of their mental and physical health taken care of better than any human doctor could hope to). but you gotta like ASK and not just tell them about the good parts and then not let them leave. and he was like. ahhhh. well too late now i will die soon :( and then i woke UP agfdhgfdj
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Hello! I saw your Christmas event! Cater or Azul with 6?
Christmas mission, fake date
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Day three: prompt 6 fake dating for Christmas dance. Azul ashengrotto x reader
Cw: gn reader
Authors note: none
Another thing the holidays are known for is for school kids, their schools to decide to profit off of them, and hold a dance for them. And it would again, appear that twisted wonderland was no exception to this rule.
Night raven college was a bustle of excitement, as the committee members worked on getting the cafeteria ready for their holiday dance.
The members of this committee, were Cater, Ace, Ruggie, Kalim, Lilia, Rook, Vil, Ortho, Jade, and the head of the committee, Azul.
All the preparations were well underway, the work of the members surprisingly going smoothly. Well, almost smoothly.
“So Azul-” the octopus in question jumped slightly, at the slippery eels appearance.
“Ah, yes jade?” he hummed, looking up from the paper work he was looking at, making sure everything was to be going smoothly. “Did something happen to the budget?” the eel shook his head.
“Not at all, all normal dance preparations are underway correctly” the silver haired boy raised an eyebrow.
“Then what is it?”
“Well, with this years addition of the new prefect, it seems more emotional preparations are taking place. And it seems many people are itching to ask them to join them for the plesantrys. “ the eel smiled his usual smile. “I was just coming to inform you, and to be polite and ask if you were looking to ask, before i release Floyd from his bounds to ask them himself.” the octopus scoffed and looked back down at the paperwork again.
“What do you take me for, a middle schooler? Go ahead and release him. Hes free to try. And Jade, please do not interrupt me again for such arbitrary questions again.” the eel nodded.
“Of course” and left.
And boy, did that mer boy regret saying those words afterwards.
The teasing alone was enough.
Though by the next day, y/n had came and hid themselves in his office, shaking their head. The octopus had raised an eyebrow at the entry, giving them a glance.
“Well good afternoon prefect, to what do i owe the honor of a visit by the most sought after student at night raven?” y/n groaned.
“Dont remind me, azu. “They huffed, sitting on the couch. Azul almost blushed at the context of the nickname, though the prefect had called them it before. They were friends, after all. “Why is everyone so obsessed with asking me out for the dance?” Azul stood up from his desk, getting two mugs after making some tea in them, and walked over to the couch, sitting next to them and handing them the mug as they talked.
“I have no idea, n/n. Im in a similar boat, the twins are pestering me to ask you.” he hummed, sipping his tea. y/n nodded.
“I know right? Why cant people leave us alone and stay out of our personal business. Floyd nearly tackled me yesterday to start his barrage of asks. “ azul nodded.
“Ah yes, if i remember his grumbles correctly, you told him to go suck a pufferfish? Though he seemed to think you didnt know those were poisonous.” y/n laughed, and azul cracked a small, rare genuine smile
“Yeah, well. Ill do it again if i have to.” y/n hummed, sipping their tea, before a quick spark came to their eyes. “I know something that will solve both of our problems.” azul smiled playfully.
“What, we kill the twins and the rest of the school and run away?” y/n chuckled and shook their head
“Nooooo, a much less violent method. We pretend like were going together more than friends so everyone backs off” azul hid a flustered cough into his mug.
“And why would you suggest that?” he hummed, playing it cool. y/n rolled their eyes.
“Because it is the best solution. Well know that were not actually going together more than friends, but the others will not have a clue. It gets the harassment off my back, and the twins off your back, for at least that purpose. “ y/n hummed. Azul contemplated, before nodding.
���I see. By all means, that does sound like a better, less death involved idea.” he smiled. “I will accept this idea. “ y/n laughed at his phrasing.
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61 notes - Posted December 4, 2022
#4
For the Christmas event, number 5- making a snowman ☃️with riddle roseheart please. Thank u
Snowmans snowfight
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Day five: prompt 5 making a snowman. Riddle rosehearts x reader
Cw: riddle, that should be its own content warning. Gn reader
One tradition that carries across countries and worlds of the wintertime, is creating snowmen. And it is no different for twisted wonderland. Throughout the many cultures of twisted wonderland, it remained very similar to what was done on earth.
Now, there are many ways to go about making a snowman, though it seems one of the students at night raven college did not get the memo
“Ok, this base has to be exactly 17 inches circumference.”
“No no, this one has to be 10 inches! Thats 12!”
“Oh come on, the buttons have to be at least 2 inchs apart!”
“You didnt even make the head? You did? Thats way to big! Thats as big as the body!”
“Come on y/n, its like your not even trying to do this right!” y/n chuckled softly at their significant other.
“Riddle darling, this is supposed to be about having fun, let loose a bit!”
“But if we dont do this right, it wont look like its supposed to!”
“There are many different ways to make a snowman love, try it, “ y/n smiled playfully at riddle, who had started protesting, before y/n shoved a carrot in his mouth, effectively shutting him up, as he was too stunned to speak, and y/n laughed.
Riddle removed the carrot from his mouth with a playful glint in his eyes. “Oh, so you want me to loosen up, hu?” he smiled mischeviously, making y/n gulp, but nodded, before the red head started chasing them. y/n ran away cackling as riddle scooped up some snow to chase them with, planning to dump it on their head.
Trey had to cover them in blankets and give them hot coco when they got back, but it was completely worth it
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Thank you for reading. I apologize that it is so short, but i hope it was to your liking @riddle-simp . requests for this event are still open, you can find the link to the prompt list HERE, and the masterlist HERE . i hope you all enjoyed this, and ill see you tomorrow for the next event story.
-queer.lord
75 notes - Posted December 5, 2022
#3
I would like to request prompt 8 with Ace!!🤭
Mistletoe Menace
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Day one: prompt 8 “stop trying to get me to walk under the mistletoe” ace trappola x reader
Cw: mistletoe, tricks. Mostly funny
Authors note: welcome to the first day of  A Very Twisted Christmas, hope you enjoy it!
The holidays, a lovely time, and full of traditions and magic. Snow was on the ground and tinsel was being thrown around. Along with all of the other traditions, the mistletoe was hung all around.
Now we have no idea why that would be, seeing as it's a school, but who knows. It seemed likely that Crowley would be shipping his students. 
Or maybe it was Cater, he also seemed to be a likely culprit. 
Whoevers fault it was, it was now y/ns problem. Having to duck out of the way of the mistletoe, just to be cautious. Though it seemed, someone didn't get the memo. 
“Hey n/n! Come look at this thing on the ground!”
“Hey n/n! There's a hole in the floor, and deuce fell down it! Come look!” deuce was not pleased in being used as a ploy, especially since he was standing next to y/n.
“Hey n/n! Come get your notebook” the redhead waved it. And y/n shook their head, opting to go without the notebook until he gave in and gave it back.
“n/n! Come look at this!” y/n, did not in fact, go and look at it, and walked the other way.
Ace then came up with more, shall we say, daring tactics.
“Trappola stop running in the hall- why the heck do you have a beanie with mistletoe attached to it???” y/n did not come out from hiding behind Vil the rest of the day. Who was not having any of the card's antics.
“Spudling, if your gonna try to get a kiss, at the bare minimum do not wear a potato brown hat while doing so”
“Ace, what are you doing with my shampoo?” The boy looked meek, getting caught in the act. 
“...putting mistletoe in it?” 
“Get out.”
“We will not throw a hedgehog with mistletoe attached to it so you can trick y/n into kissing you, ace!” Trey shook his head. Cater was down. But Trey put his foot down.
“Ace, you gotta stop trying to get me under the mistletoe” y/n finally sighed, exasperated. Ace huffed.
“Well, stop dodging all my attempts!” y/n shook their head. 
“You know you didn't have to try and trick me under it, right?”
“.... what?” Y/N shook their head, before approaching the red head. 
“Now try looking up, trappola” the boy looked up, making an o on his face. Right above them, was indeed, mistletoe. y/n smiled and kissed his cheek. “Merry christmas ace” they hummed, before darting off. It took a moment for the boy to register what happened. Before chasing after y/n.
“Get back hear you- you mistletoe menace!”
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Short, but sweet, and pretty funny. Thanks to the anon who requested this, and I hope you enjoyed it. Welcome to  A Very Twisted Christmas , and I hope day one was satisfactory!
-queer.lord
90 notes - Posted December 1, 2022
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Didnt know wherelse to go pt2
Prompt:
Looking up at the boys, swaying slightly as they’re close to passing out, mumbling “..didnt know where else to go…” the collapsing into their arms
y/ns sick, and after dark on a week off school, appears at the entrance of the boys dorms, before passing out.
Characters:riddle, ace, jade, vil, silver, floyd, rook, sebek
a/n: the first one was very highly received and liked, so i figured id do another one cause i dont have time yet again, but still wanted to write again
Heacannons below the cut
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Riddle
He was finishing up making sure everything was taken care of for the next day, the unbirthday party, when you stumbled in.
He nearly scolded you for coming so late without warning, before taking a look at you.
He can immediately tell your sick, hes studying to be a doctor after all.
You mutter your line, before passing out onto the floor.
well actually he quickly slid to catch you, but he will never admit it and no one witnessed it
He picks you up and carries you to his room, so his noisy, nosey dormmates would leave you alone
He has the medications that you would need in his room, for studying, so hes all set.
Covers you with another blanket, sitting in the chair in his room.
Thats where youll find him when you wake up, though it seems hes dozed off.
Will nurse you back to health, while lightly scolding you, telling you to take better care of yourself and not to get sick again, cause he wont be taking care of you again
He totally will be though
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135 notes - Posted November 17, 2022
My #1 post of 2022
Didn't know where else to go
Prompt:
Looking up at the boys, swaying slightly as they’re close to passing out, mumbling “..didnt know where else to go…” the collapsing into their arms
y/ns sick, and after dark on a week off school, appears at the entrance of the boys dorms, before passing out.
Characters: idia, epel, ruggie, jack, leona, deuce, azul, kalim, trey, malleus and lilia (a few of my faves essentially.)
a/n: i wanted to create something for you all, but im not feeling the best (mostly just dizzy, dont worry to much) so this is a fluffy comfort headcannons thing for me, but if you want i can do a part 2 (minus jamil,)
All of these are both platonic or romantic, you can definitely decide for yourself,
Headcannons below the cut
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Deuce:
The shock on his face when he sees you exit the mirror, bundled in a ragged blanket from ramshackle, was already too much, much less you passing out.
Immediately catched you however he can and rushed back into the dorm house, shouting, which had agitated riddle
Until he saw you in that state and allowed deuce a pass.
Kicks everyone off the couch to lay you there
Riddle had trey get some medication, while helping out brew some tea for you.
Deuce was very frantic, staying with you, and was trying to wake you before cater stopped him, saying you needed to sleep to get better.
When you wake up, its dark, and your warm, bundled in a better blanket,
Riddle had made everyone go to sleep on time, but deuce stayed with you.
When you look around and attempt to sit up, you see him sitting on the floor by the couch
The movement jolted him out of his thoughts, making you stay laying down for a bit.
You heart warmed slightly at his efforts,
He basically nursed you back to health, with the help of his dormmates. (ace was keeping an eye on grim for you, the sweetheart)
Lots of cursing crowley for letting this happen to you
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221 notes - Posted November 6, 2022
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bbarican · 2 years
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may 21, 2022; 11:09 pm
hi tumblr, hows it going?
good news first - since naka full time leave na ko for real from work, ive been reviewing more constantly now and also even working out every other day since the start of last week which is making me feel super balanced about my whole routine; sure the anxieties about the board exam is always going to be here, but nevertheless i like my evergy now and i cant wait for it to continue even after i pass my boards
bad news though is that my brother got symptoms of covid all of a sudden starting last week, nung pagkabalik namin ng boracay; long story short, he tested positive for covid i think 3 days ago, and my mom tested positive today
negative naman na brother ko but since both him and my mom still have symptoms, we decided na we had to isolate from each other so now im gonna be staying in my room again all by myself, and my dad and the puppers are in the family room, and my mom and brother are in my parents room so yeah
i dont know how its going to work tbh since yung parents ko lang talaga nagluluto so im pretty sure we're all gonna be seeing each other either way inside the house
but besides that, we're okay, thankfully enough we have meds already and that our symptoms arent that bad; we're just trying our best to stay healthy and to just get better right away kasi syempre we dont want everyone else around us to get sick either
but yeah, besides that, ive just been reviewing and surprisingly even binge watching movies and series on the side too
dating is still pretty meh, but on night like this, where im by myself, and i remember some of the guys i used to date, i just end up laughing so hard kasi i cannot believe na i settled for them and that i was so head over heels over them when they couldnt even give me the bare minimum; jusko what was i thinking
anyway, im not sleepy yet probably cause of the coffee i made but either way, im just gonna either spend the rest of the night watching tiktoks or swiping aimlessly on dating apps
happy weekend, tumblr! i hope you guys are all having a lovely saturday evening!
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evamoere · 3 months
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A confession - after years
hey ovra, how you doing lately? havent heard from you for long and im sure im missing out a lottt
i think weve talked about our past a lot right bhahah and everytime we done that i felt extremely warmth so today tonight let me enjoy that for a moment, i wanted to get back to the past for just a bit more :)
we meet on a random quite night at engrp that time, i clearly remember i was just get into this world and trying to fit in badly i started sending bio a couple times and somehow somewhat i cant recall the memories about who reach one of us frist but im sure the thing that we talked about was music all the time. things were going smoothly we getting close we glued to each other so bad we goin thru downhill for years but here we are, we make it. even though it isnt that easy even though at the end we were nothing, just kind of accept each other the way we are.
but today perhaps id break your heart in the most painful way. all these time i wonder will i ever find a language to speak of the things that haunt me the most..now i have, i have found it. you remember when we decided to exchange each others real life identity? at that time i was really really excited and scared. im happy that id finally got to know you more and yeah im scared worried and anxious. idek what should i say to you about me, i clearly know that lying was not a good solution to make you stay but what can i do? im to scared to lose you im afraid id lose everything just because im trying to be my self. so then i decided to told you that yes i am the man that u wanted all along.
not a single word can explain my heart without yours. i go to bed and fall asleep wishing you were here all the time. yet i know u can only appear in my dreams. we’re happy in them. we can dance in the kitchen as much as we can we can read book together in the floor we can watch the show together we can stare to eachother’s eyes as much as we wanted too. my heart physically aches without your soul and my mind is full of the words i never got to say. the words i wish i can kiss onto your lips and engrave into your skin. i love you more than my body can take, for everytime i hear your name my heart breaks all over again. i think of you hundred and hundred times in a day. I suffer in my loving i hope you understand.
"My greatest pain is that you never got to know me and never wanted to know me."
what is done out of love always takes place beyond good and evil. i feel miserable ever since it takes me a while to gave you my ‘own’ picture, name and things cause i think about it more and more and yeah i told you that i was the boy from jogja who happened to live with her grand mother. i mean its all true the lies is that i was a boy and i ride a big big motorcycle daily. honestly i only use it a couple times cause it was my bff’s thing. remember the boy who i send it picture to you? it also was my bestfriend. the same damned person. cause you know i had no idea of who other person i should be.
pretending to be a guy was never easy for me, i feel like i was hurting my own pride and it breaks my heart in many ways cause man i swore i to you i wanted to be free free to tell you how my days really went thru how my friendships was really like i want you to know all of me but theres a wall that i made it self wich prevent me to be myself. i loved you like no other so i dont know where i went wrong my heart still yearns for you, the place that i belong.
for a long time i wanted you to know about me, and today the day has come.. i dont know how to feel about it. but the only thing i surely feel is relived. to be free is often to be lonely, this haunted me all the time.
i may not be that expressive, but i want to thank u for being my comfort person. you've been there for me when no one else was. you became more than everything that I've ever asked for, there is no one better than you because you bring the best in me, you became my home, my rest, my solace. you've helped me get through some tough times without u knowing it. you've been there listening to my rants and struggles without you invalidating my feelings. I really value and appreciate you more than u'll ever know. and if at some point, I'm gonna lose you, i will still be grateful.
because once upon a time, i had u by my side. and that's all that matters.
letting you ‘go’ was probably the hardest decision i ever made knowing well how much I still love you and how much i want "us" to work.
i know that i am ruined and that im ruining others.…. i am i am a bad person. please hate me i would like that more than being left in silent.
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midnightmisadventures · 4 months
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Ughhh i dont feel like writing this but i am feeling a little romantic, and hopeful, and dense so...
I owe it to myself
Um in my dream i was talking to Liam. Like not in person but we had been texting or so?? idk
But basically there was this fam christmas party thing going on, or about to go on. Maybe our fam was just together for christmas at this rental house.
I was on zoom with Liam. He was doing schoolwork. Had a textbook out and everything, reading, highlighting, annotating with sticky notes. Blue hoodie and everything
But we were just casually talking and it was like i was keeping him company.
I ended up laying down in bed while my computer was on my desk.
And we were talking and i fell asleep. Took a looooong nap. Didnt mean to be that long. I woke up and and Liam was still there on zoom, he had been there for hours just working while i napped.
I was almost embarrased like i was full sleeping, im pretty sure i shouted sleepy answers to my mom out my room. I couldve looked weird, someone couldve came in.
Like that whole time he was there and i was wondering why he stayed so long, if i was sleeping. So, kinda cute, kinda embarrassed.
Anyway so i was getting up, clearing my through trying to think of what i should say to show him im awake. I was overthinking it, running it through my head what to say. Like ask him about his assignment? Say i didnt mean to fall sleep? Do i act surprised he's still here or not yada yada
Just as im about to say something, he leaves the call
And i was like FUCK.
I just felt stuck....like i didnt know what to do. It still felt so new, so i was nervous to text him. I think i just decided to leave it, and not acknowledge it. Like i'll just know back of mind, he stayed on hours while i slept.
Then, im awake and in the house downstairs with the fam. The young adults had already been drinking and getting lit, i was behind. Aunty yolo had a son? or a grandson? a young boy that was missing. It was pretty serious, he had wondered off while i was asleep, so the cops werent worried about it yet. We were all trying to be hopeful that he'd just gone walking and that he'd find his way back.
Outside of that, adults, were cooking YA were drinking and i begged everyone to go in the hottub cause it was 50 degrees outside and the pool was too cold.
So we all suited up to go in, i felt STUNNING. Black bikini, and brown coverup dress, lots of mesh. I felt really pretty.
Anyway, we went in and it was fun. But i had left to charge my phone, pen, etc but when i came back they were all playing a game. And i realized it was just kinda like hot gos. But any pop culture or family topics.
Long story short.....cory from big brother was stumbling me asking a "juicy gossip question" that was basically....
"is Liam the only one you're pursuing, or still interested in?" and maybe just maybe that wasnt the question. But he had to know the answer to that question to finish his statement so it felt like a coverup anyway.
Anyway, i didnt think anything of it. And was kinda being sassy about it, like spit it out, why are you asking about Liam??
So he was like...."is Liam....are you with Liam...., does he" stammering and stumbling. And i was like "what??, is Liam what" *in italics*
Sorry i just got a crazy deja vu about writing this dream.
But he never pressed me to ask what he needed to ask in full. But it was like he was trying to get information. And i had the attitude of "im willing to answer honestly, you just have to actually ask.
I remember wanting to say "i'll let him know you asked about him" cause i didnt think most people knew Liam and I were on a talking basis again. Because it was new
Thats it i think
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