#we're all just simps for each other out here huh

[sserpente]

The Mistletoe Tradition

There was only one piece of decoration left in the box now—it was a dew-fresh mistletoe complete with a red ribbon. And you knew just where to put it.

With a smile, you danced over to Astarion and held the green plant above your head. The vampire spawn looked up, confused and flustered both at the same time.

“Wanna know what my favourite Yule tradition is?”

“I’m sure you’re about to tell me,” he purred.

“Whenever two souls are caught under the mistletoe, they have to kiss.”

A/N: I’m not sure if Christmas/Yule is a thing in Faerûn but if it wasn’t… I sure made it a thing now! Worked in some of his actual quotes for it to be even more relatable because we're all simps, lol. Also using Yule and Christmas interchangeably here because I can. Merry Christmas to you all! ♥

Words: 2197

Warnings: fluff

“Jingle Bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way…” Humming to yourself, you rummaged through your bag to take a closer look at the items you had snatched on your journey today. A bag full of peanuts, perfect to still your hunger on the road, a new dagger you had taken from a corpse, for your old one was falling apart at the hilt, a letter from an Iron Fist written to Lord Enver Gortash himself, and—perhaps most importantly—a little snow globe you had found in an abandoned cottage. It wasn’t much but it was better than nothing and had definitely been worth Lae’zel’s eye roll.

You were headed towards Baldur’s Gate and decided to rest in the Elfsong Tavern where Gale, Wyll, and Halsin were currently discussing the price of a room to stay in for the next couple of days. The air smelled like mulled wine and pine cones, and the tables in the tavern were decorated with tree branches, candles and sliced oranges and cinnamon sticks. The atmosphere was lovely—festive. You leaned against Astarion with your cheek against his chest, a sigh escaping your lips.

The pale elf was quite used to your—at least by his standards—unusual behaviour by now. Well… sort of. He’d expected more hostility toward him after the night he tried to bite you, that much you knew. Instead, you’d offered to help and… huh, secretly drooled all over him.

He certainly knew what he was doing and you hated that it worked. You didn’t want to turn into a giggling and blushing mess in his presence and yet… that was exactly what happened. Every. Single. Day. You tried to hide it as best as you could but at this point, you were pretty certain that he knew you were a hopeless case whenever he was near. And once you’d started sleeping with each other… you had become putty in his hands entirely, desperate for his touch even when it wasn’t sexual.

You offered him a cuddling dose daily now and you never let go until he did.

“All right, everyone. We’re settled. The owner has agreed to give us one of the suites upstairs. It has thirteen beds, its own washing area, and a fireplace. I don’t know about you but I am knackered,” Wyll announced as he cracked his bones.

“You go ahead without me. I’d like to take care of something real quick. I won’t be long,” you said, the idea thundering through your head with a start having you beam from the inside out.

Gale lifted a hand as if to raise everyone’s attention before speaking. “I hope so! I have a perfectly hearty rabbit stew planned for supper.”

It had taken the inn owner ten gold pieces and a lot of convincing to get you a Yule Tree. Was it important in midst of everything that was happening? Possibly not. Were you still humming Christmas songs yet again as you carried a small box full of ornaments and decorations up the wooden stairs to your room? Absolutely.

Gale was already cooking. They all knew the very moment you entered the room with it that the tree someone had brought up in the meantime was your doing. And now, while the others were getting ready to rest for the day, you began decorating the room as if you didn’t have a care in the world. And for just a moment, you pretended you didn’t.

You spotted Astarion glancing at you from the corners of your eye. He’d crossed his arms before his chest, looking as handsome as ever and even more so now with his hair still a little damp from getting the dust of the road off of him.

“Need something?” You smiled, noticing how he admired the pine cones dipped in molten silver and the delicious-smelling orange slices on the tree for just a second too long. The straw stars you were specifically proud of as you stood on your tiptoes and stretched to put the biggest one on the tip of the tree, completing your masterwork.

“Oh, don’t mind me… I’m just enjoying the show.”

You blinked at him, gnashing your teeth as you felt a treacherous heat creeping up your cheeks, for his gaze was by no means fixed on the tree anymore but your behind. At times it was still hard to believe this incredible elf was attracted to you of all people.

“Is this really necessary? I mean, really? You’re wasting our time and energy on decorating a tree?”

“Hey… we won’t know yet if that’s our last Christmas. I don’t mean to be pessimistic but you know just as well as I do that there is a good chance we won’t make it out of this alive. I might as well enjoy the little things until… I can’t. You never know. Besides, this is the first time in weeks we’re sleeping with a roof over our heads. We have beds and a fireplace. I would be silly not to decorate a little, especially with a recent murder right next door.”

“Well… I suppose… but don’t expect me to help you.”

“I wouldn’t dream of it, oh fangy one! I’m actually done and it looks absolutely amazing, if I may say so.”

Astarion scoffed—playfully so. It was then Halsin joined, admiring your tree up close with a second portion of stew in his hands.

“Well, I think it looks beautiful. There’s no better way to get into the festive spirit than with a little bit of nature in one’s home.”

You fought hard to hide the chuckle bubbling up your throat when Astarion rolled his eyes as soon as the druid turned away again.

“The man really can’t shut up about enjoying the freedom of nature’s gifts.”

You couldn’t help it. You burst out laughing. Needless to say, your companions’ shocked expressions made you cackle even more but perhaps the surprise on Astarion’s face was what brought you even more joy than the way he had mimicked Halsin.

“In the end, it won’t be the mind flayers who kill me. It’ll be you,” you choked out, wiping your eyes with the ball of your thumb. Gods, you were actually crying from laughter.

There was only one piece of decoration left in the box now—it was a dew-fresh mistletoe complete with a red ribbon. And you knew just where to put it.

With a smile, you danced over to Astarion and held the green plant above your head. The vampire spawn looked up, confused and flustered both at the same time.

“Wanna know what my favourite Yule tradition is?”

“I’m sure you’re about to tell me,” he purred.

“Whenever two souls are caught under the mistletoe, they have to kiss.”

“Do they now?”

You grinned.

“Well… in that case, we better not risk the wrath of whatever god came up with it.”

“That would be Frigg, wife of Odin and mother of Baldur who never wanted the mistletoe to be forgotten again after Loki—“ You didn’t manage to finish your sentence for in the next moment, Astarion pulled you close and pressed his lips against yours. The kiss was a promise and a reward, a display of affection… and a small gesture of care warming your heart.

“How do you always do that?” you murmured against his mouth, breaking the kiss just long enough to draw a deep breath. “Leave me wanting for more? Tempting me?”

“Tempting you, hmm? Well… You know what they say… the only way to cure a temptation… is to give in to it.”

A little squeak escaped your lips before you could stop yourself. You pressed your lips together to a thin line, eyes wide as your hand flew up to your mouth to cover it. But of course, Astarion had heard you. Amused, he quirked an eyebrow.

“What was that?”

“N-nothing.”

“Really? Because I think I heard quite the delectable little noise coming from your lips just now.”

“N-no. Oh gods, you have to stop this. I will melt, Astarion. I will literally melt and then you can go get a mop and wipe me up!”

Astarion laughed, surprise mixing with delight. “Oh, darling, I could go all night… as you well know,” he purred.

Another squeak. He’d caught on to it now, of course—that the reason for those inhumane sounds escaping your body was all his doing. Oh, for fuck’s sake…

“Okay, that’s it.” Arms akimbo, you narrowed your eyes at him. You were all but flustered when you grabbed the collar of his shirt with such vigour, the tiniest hint of surprise and hesitation flittered across his face before his smug smirk returned and you kissed him yet again, longer and more passionately this time.

“You really will be the death of me” you breathed against his lips. “It’s a nice way to go though, I won’t complain.” The urge to rip off his clothes there and then grew stronger with every passing second. You knew he wasn’t ready yet, despite his relentless teasing and you’d be the last person to push him but… judging by how he wrapped his arms around your waist yet again and pressed you closer to his body yet again, a heartfelt kiss was never off limits.

You sighed against his lips, the mistletoe dropping to the ground. Only the gods knew what would have happened if you had not been interrupted despite your fellow companions still in the room but alas, the door burst open with a bang so loud you both flinched.

“This… is… AWESOME!” When Karlach entered the room, she was wearing the ugliest Yule sweater you had ever seen. Tinsel and two baubles were hanging from her horn and in her hands, she held a massive candy cane and a mug of what you assumed was eggnog. “I LOVE Christmas! Oh, you got us a tree! We should go and buy presents for each other to unwrap tomorrow!”

“Karlach, please, it’s late and I’m tired,” Astarion complained.

“Fiiiine, tomorrow morning then. A kid downstairs just told me about this fat guy called Santa who climbs through the chimney and puts gifts under the tree if you leave him cookies and milk. Do we have cookies and milk? We have to get cookies and milk!”

You laughed. In that case… you certainly had a long night ahead of you before you could get a good night’s sleep.

Everyone was fast asleep by the time you got up and tiptoed across the cool floorboards on naked feet in the dark, past the crackling fire in the centre of the warm and cosy room, and toward Astarion’s bed. You could hear the wind blowing outside the tavern in the dead of night as you climbed under the covers and cuddled up to your lover who had, without a doubt, been expecting you. Astarion wrapped you in his arms, his lips grazing your bare neck ever so slightly.

“Hello, darling.”

At peace and content, you both listened to the instruments Gale enchanted to play quiet music to lull you all to sleep.

“Well, aren’t you brave, revealing your lovely neck to a vampire like that?”

You chuckled into his pillow, stretching even more.

“You know… I think we’re past the point now where I have to tell you each night that you can… I mean… if you’re hungry just… feed on me, alright?”

“R-Right.” For a moment, a both vulnerable and surprised expression washed over his handsome face—but it was gone before your memory could properly capture it, not to mention the darkness around you made that very difficult. He was so incredibly good at masking his feelings, that you longed to cuddle the shit out of him and tell him that it was all going to be okay. “Well… I’ve only just learned how wonderful it feels to have a choice and have your boundaries respected, all thanks to you. I’d actually prefer if you asked.”

So instead, you settled for wriggling yourself under the covers until he stirred.

“That’s… that’s good. That’s very good,” you whispered as you cuddled up to him even more.

“So? Can’t you sleep or are you just too excited until morning to see me again, love?”

You chuckled. “Your bed is more comfortable than mine.”

In the dark, it was hard to tell whether Astarion’s confusion was real or feigned. It was amusing nonetheless. “You will find that all the beds in this room are the same, pet.”

“No. No they aren’t. Mine doesn’t have you in it.”

“Oh… my cheeky little pup.”

Your chuckle turned into a childish giggle as a jolt of electricity rippled through you as if Gale had hit you with a lightning blast.

“You know exactly what you’re doing to me, don’t you?” you whispered.

Astarion hummed in response. “Well… yes. Though I have to admit I have never met anyone displaying their excitement as openly as you, darling.”

“I’ll make sure to never stop. Merry Christmas, Astarion.”

The vampire spawn sighed when you shuffled even closer and pressed a gentle kiss to his cheek.

“Merry Christmas, love.”

A/N: And Merry Christmas to you all as well! ♥ I had to dedicate this year's Christmas Imagine to Astarion. I fell so hard for him thanks to Neil, it's insane. I hope you'll spend some lovely days with your loved ones! ♥

#astarion #astarion imagine #astarion x you #astarion x reader #astarion x tav #astarion fluff #astarion ancunin #astarion ancunin imagine #astarion ancunin x you #astarion ancunin x reader #astarion ancunin x tav #baldurs gate 3 #baldurs gate 3 imagine #neil newbon

[ayyyez]

Can you mayhap do more goshiki and Tsuki headcanons? Maybe first date, first time, first kiss etc

A/N: oh yes more of the side haikyuu boys! sure thing!

TAGS: first kiss, making out, first date, first time mentions and descriptions but not explicit, mentions of foreplay but not explicit, headcanons, Tsukki being a little shit but also a secret simp, Goshiki being a loveable dork who sometimes gets a big head lol, undercut for length

CHARACTERS: Tsukishima Kei, Goshiki Tsutomu

TSUKISHIMA KEI

First and foremost, to date this guy you gotta be able to call him out on his shit because he NEEDS that.

Doesn't matter about personality in regards to being either shy/reserved and preferring to do it in private or being confident/ outspoken and doing it right there when its needed (or any combination of them) AS LONG AS IT HAPPENS! CALL HIM OUT!

It makes Tsukki respect you, listen to you (depends on the situation on whether he follows through on the change lol) and also is what makes him attracted to you in the first place.

See the thing is he wants to be seen so you calling him out leads to banter and banter leads to a familiar rapport and eventually one of you cracking (yes cracking because its a game of how long either of you can last without spilling your feelings!) and confessing.

Definitely a confess -> date -> kiss kinda guy but in saying that these things can totally all happen in the span of a week with him.

Once the balls rolling he moves FAST

Likes chill, casual dates and your first date is no different.

Something like a cafe, a lowkey restaurant to eat or even just going over each others houses for a study date.

Prefers being out of the eyes of the public.

Will also leave the control of the date (in general), including the venue, up to you (with those previous preferences as his contribution).

When it comes to telling you this though he's kind of jerky about it (to a strangers eye anyway) as Tch-ishima makes an appearence.

'Tch, we're just hanging out like usual.' and then will add 'Shouldn't a date be just us two and away from everyone else.' While internally he's just gunning for the date to be at home lol.

It also gives him ample opportunity to go in for that first kiss. Tsukki you sly guy!

Will never admit in a million years.

Feel free to try teasing and asking him about it though!

'So did just bring me back here to try and pull this huh?' Right after a kiss.

He'll just give you one of those smirks and poke your forehead.

'I don't know did I?'

Tries to act indifferent but you see that smirk soften ever so slightly into to a the hint of a real smile.

Psh what a dork. Forever the internal simp.

While he moves fast in terms of the from first date to first kiss scene the first time comes with a bit more time.

He's ever so patient with that kind of thing and doesn't really see the whole point of rushing in unprepared that leads to everyone having an awkward ehem unpleasant time.

Okay so maybe thats a bit of a mild—not fear exactly—it's definitely a bit of a concern though. So he keeps those kisses wanting and makeouts steamy but cuts them off Jussssst~ when they're about to get good.

It's not on purpose he's just got to stay in control ya'know?

He's not letting those floodgates open until you bring it up. Maybe a part of him wants you to beg a little. It's not a must of course! He's just not opposed to it.

This is the part where you can comply or give him a little smack upside the head to reground himself. It gets a smirk either way.

Either way the first time with Tsukki comes when you ask for more and you both agree to finally (your words not his) move forward. Tsukki is the kind of guy who has the patience to wait a lifetime. No qualms.

Once you've got him going though. He's like oh damn. This is something else. Even better than those makeout sessions!

A first time with Tsukki is a more drawn out first time. It's exploratory and sensory with lots of touching and not lots of talking (unless it's from you, it's okay to be a nervous talker - he's just only going to talk when necessary or to respond).

There's definitely communication for needs from him he's just not the type to have a chat during (at least in the first time and early days).

He also has a concentration frown and sometimes he's biting his lip so hard your afraid it's going to break and bleed. It's cute honestly.

Lots of foreplay before the main act. Lots of exploratory touching. There's no jumping in even though it's the first time. He takes his time and his patience can be frustrating at this point if you wanna just GO.

He can get a little teasing here. It's where he probably talks the most. 'Oh raring to go huh? Well lets just take our time.' Little shit lol.

Once you're doing it though he's actually pretty sweet. Making sure you're okay. You're comfortable. Expects the same from you too. It's an act of trust after all.

May confess a sweet thing or two during. Depends on how he's vibing. Feels a bit awkward about it afterwards but won't take it back. Just will tell you to shut up if you tease him about it.

Perfect time to make him blush. Yes he will get you water and help clean each other up and spoon you after if you are into that. It's good manners afterall.

GOSHIKI TSUTOMOU

Goshiki is a little sweetie okay and deserves someone who appreciates and respects him.

However much like Tsukki it's kind of the same where you have to be real with him and tell him when he's getting a too big head sometimes.

Definitely a friendship to lovers vibe or even a you respected me to call me out as an acquaintance then I fell in love with you and chased after you vibe (Goshiki being the chaser lol)

Goshiki is definitely a 'fall in love at first sight' kind of vibe. Like he doesn't actually but he thinks he does. He just gets swept up very easily by people who make a strong impact on him and runs with it.

Him chasing you can go two ways depending on the type of person you are and how you want this sweetie to react.

You could be the type to catch on to his very obvious crush on you. He's not stealthy about it to the point it's likely his whole team knows lmao and whats worse is he THINKS he's so clever, calm and collected about it but he's...the opposite lol.

Using this information you could do you both a favour and just confess to him first. Goshiki will become the most flustered mess you've ever seen.

He'll be bright red, shocked silent until he barely recovers, saying 'Haha of course you wanna date me!' while also internally is like Omg you want to date me!?

But you know him. You've learnt to read the doubt behind his eyes whenever such words leave his lips.

'Yeah I want to date you, so whats your answer?' You reiterate.

This throws him of balance again and he's spluttering because oh yeah this isn't one of his daydreams he has about being the best ace and getting his crush. This actually is his crush asking him out.

'Yes please.' He manages to get out. Ever so polite just as his parents taught him. It takes everything in you to keep your smile composed and not laugh at him. Adorable.

The OTHER WAY this could go if you're not one to ask someone out or if you just want to see what he'll do, is wait. He'll sit on his crush until he just sort of explodes.

It'll take awhile of him running over to you at every opportunity he gets, you can always count on it like clockwork.

Then one day he's not there? Nor the next or the next. You kind of get worried. You see a friend of his wave them over and begin to ask when you FINALLY see Goshiki come over.

he's redder than usual, frown on his face like he'd been....sulking? huh.

Wraps his hand around your wrist. 'Can we go?'

'okay?'

Tugs! Tugs you away somewhere a bit more secluded. Away from prying eyes.

You stand there and scan his expression. Still stuck in a sulky frown. Almost pouting? huh cute.

'Do you-' He stops looking down. 'Will you-' He stops again groaning. 'I'm the ace right?'

'Huh?' Okay major confusion. 'Yeah?'

'So that makes me pretty cool right?'

You frowned, scanning him up and down. Was Goshiki asking if you thought he was cool? With a sulky expression? Something had to be going on.

'Naturally.' You cleared your throat watching him smile. 'Whats going on?'

'Well since I'm the coolest guy you know it's your lucky day since I've got a question for you!'

And with that Goshiki went bright red and stumbled into asking you out in his own awkward, self concious way.

Very sweet when the two of you start dating. Always trying to show off for you and share volleyball with you but also shows that he makes you one of his priorities.

Heckin loves food so loves food dates especially to lowkey restaurants, loves showing off in this regard by showing you nice places but likes to be spoiled too so show him cool places.

A sucker for hand holding. Thinks its peak affection along with cheek kissing.

Takes him awhile to move up with physical affection because he combusts and gets anxious about it and his feelings. He's self concious from various complexes he's developed over time.

You probably have to initiate the first kiss or have to make do with being VERY patient. He's so shy. If you do intiate it be prepared for him being flustered. It's cute.

Making out is a very big deal to transition to as well. You gotta talk him through it. He's all stiff, clattering teeth and noses and forehead bumping at first. Whoops. Its sweet though.

Once he gets though he REALLY gets it! Really gets into it too like this boy is a quick study after all and he just gets the kissing bug. It'll be you who will be like OKAY BABY WE GOTTA COME UP FOR AIR YOU'RE ALL RED AND ABOUT TO PASS OUT.

But he looks~ well if looks could kill~ he's a hot mess you could devour right then and there. All red, flustered, panting? Lips all slick? Love bites on the neck? Hair disheveled? Hello Goshiki where have you been hiding?

First time is much like the first kiss in terms off nerves. He's all stiff and jumpy.

Again, you'll have to talk him through it but it doesn't mean he won't attempt to take initiative. It's a team effort on both fronts. It won't be drawn out though, he's too worked up and nervous.

A lot of bumping into each other and awkward moments but there's also a lot of sweet moments and feeling good.

Lots of communication and awkward mess talking. Lots of kissing and touching. Grab his hair for good moans hehe.

Things are loud with Goshiki. He's vocal, he can't help it. Don't make fun of him though he's sensitive.

He needs aftercare in form of cuddles and pillowtalk. Very clingy after and he's also VERY warm so if you run cold then good news for you! You've now got your own personal heater.

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[angelsanarchy]

Glass Houses: Jack Thurlow x Y/N One-Shot Series PRT 30

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Jack was nervous. He hadn't gone all out for a date...ever. Even when he was courting Cleo, he never found himself in a pressed dress shirt with a black vest lighting candles in the dining room. The house smelled great, the food turned out perfect. He set an alarm to take his meds which he did on time. He looked at himself in the mirror and debating on what he could possibly do with his hair but he knew he was just lucky to have it clean. He found himself nervously fiddling with the bouquet that he put together when he heard the soft knock on the door.

"Come in." Jack yelled hearing the door open and close.

"Wow...you clean up nice Thurlow." Y/n smiled at him as she looked him over. She was wearing a dress that fell just above her knee and moved with her body as she walked.

"Look who's talking." He swallowed trying to form words from how dry his throat just became.

"You look beautiful." He walked towards her and kissed her cheek. She laughed and nodded.

"I think anything is a step up from scrubs or pajamas you usually see me in." She walked towards the table seeing the candles.

"You really went all out. The candles, the flowers, Jack these are gorgeous." She looked at the bouquet.

"I don't want to brag but I did like 2 hours of research on the symbolism of flowers just to make this bouquet special just for you." He smirked.

She laughed as she started picking through the flowers and looking at him.

"Calla lilies symbolize magnificent beauty. Much like the Dahlia's that symbolize your dignity and elegance." She shook her head before touching the Iris'.

"Blue Iris symbolizes hope which is what I have for the daffodil's which symbolize new beginnings." Jack licked his bottom lip and she put her arms around his neck.

"The roses are pretty self explanatory." He added letting his hands fall to her waist.

"You're really trying to get laid tonight huh?" She teased making him blush.

"Seriously, this is the sweetest thing anyone has ever done for me. Thank you." She kissed his lips and he sighed into the kiss. He was so worried he had gone too corny with the flowers but he was wrong.

"I would offer you a drink but I can't really drink with my meds." She shook her head at him.

"I don't drink a lot myself because of mine either. Water works just fine." She followed him into the kitchen.

"So this is what it's like for two mentally ill people to date." Jack teased.

"I honestly couldn't say. I don't even remember the last time I was on a date." She admitted.

"I don't believe that. I've been here a while now and you're the most attractive person I've seen." Jack poured water in a glass for her and one for himself.

"You're about to find out how insanely boring I truly am so I hope you're prepared to be let down. I've been considering getting a cat to complete the trifecta." She smiled taking the glass.

"Hey once I'm cleared to get a dog we can be shut ins together." He joked.

"We should probably work on the whole shut in thing. We're too young to give up on social progress." Jack pulled her chair out for her and she sat.

"I wouldn't mind being social as long as you're with me." Jack sits down opposite her and smiles. The conversation seemed almost knowingly, like they had known each other for years and we're just two old friends catching up. He learned the Y/n liked to swim, paint and listen to oldies rock music. She learned that Jack was a big reader as well as writer, enjoyed classic black and white horror movies and cooking shows, which explained how what he cooked was so good.

They moved from the dining room to the living room and sat on the couch talking.

"Just by looking at you, I wouldn't have expected you would enjoy cooking so that's a nice surprise." Y/n smiled.

"Why is that? What's my look got to do with it?" Jack laughed looking at himself.

"You're what the internet refers to as babygirl stature. It's cute though." She teases him making him shake his head.

"Well I guess I have to start working out or something." Jack mocked offense and she gave him a playful shove.

"Shut up, you know you're hot." Y/n rolled her eyes at him. He smiled at her and drew circles on the skin of her knee.

"Yeah? Pretentious mentally afflicted makes you weak in the knees?" Jack tilted his head and she put her hand on top of his.

"Something like that." She teased moving his hand up her thigh and under her dress. Jack could feel the wetness on the front of her panties.

"Fuck...all this for me?" Jack asked curiously. He could feel her hips move just at the mere graze of his fingertips.

"Put dress clothes and homemade dinner on a menu and the hot, pretentious mentally afflicted guy gets you wet." He continued to tease her and she put her hand on his neck.

"No...just you Jack. You make me wet." She confirmed before pulling him towards her. She kissed him hard, gripping at the hair from the bottom of his skull making him groan. He pushed her panties to the side and let his fingers tease her clit. He couldn't believe she was already this turned on as he pushed two fingers into her cunt making her jaw slack.

"Oh fuck." She yanked his hair again and Jack leaned back to watch her face as he finger fucked her on the couch, her moaning and pulling on the sides of his vest like she was trying to brace for the impact of an orgasm.

"Does that feel good? You like when I fuck you like this?" Jack could feel how hard he was but he didn't want her to touch him. He wanted all the focus to be on her and her pleasure.

"Jack...fuck yes. Don't stop, please don't stop." She pleaded.

"I'm not going to stop, I want you to cum for me. I want to be the reason you cum." Jack explained trying to speed up his thrusts and still maintain pressure on her clit. He could feel a slight tightening around his hand and her moans got louder.

"Come on baby, cum for daddy." Jack whispered into her neck, biting down on the skin near her beauty mark. She let out a scream, gripping his hand but when she started whimpering, he started to slow the pace. He felt her legs shaking and watched her breasts heave in her dress, trying to catch her breath. Jack removed his fingers and licked them clean as Y/n laid, half on his lap, half on the couch with a shiver.

"Daddy?" She laughed.

"You came didn't you?" He blushed and she pulled him on top of her to kiss him. She could taste herself on his tongue and she deseperately wanted to return the favor but he declined.

"I wanted this night to be about you. Besides, I think if I undid the button on my pants I'll cum." Jack explained. She laid there with him on the couch for almost an hour, talking and enjoying the feeling of just being held by one another.

She looked over at the clock and saw what time it was.

"My mom has testing in the morning so if you text me and I don't respond, don't take it personally. I will let you know when I get the plans for our second date put together." She tucked his hair behind his ear and he smiled.

"Second date...so I did pretty good tonight." He boasted and she kissed him.

"You did perfectly." She sprinkled little kisses over his face and he smiled. She went home that night and text him how much fun she had and Jack felt like he had won some sort of award. He had never planned a date in his life but something about Y/n made him want to do better, be better.

He was also correct in assuming that undoing his button on his pants would make him cum. He would need to take these dress pants to the dry cleaners.

#Jack Thurlow #Jack Thurlow x Y/N #Jack Goes Home #Glass Houses Series #Glass Houses #One Shot Series #Rory Culkin #Culkin Cult

[synthwwavve]

Lol, you all know me too well! Great question! And sorry it took so long to answer!

In no particular order:

1- The scene during the invasion of Sundari after Death Watch "saves" the city (around 9:35 here) where she's addressing the crowd of people and basically giving a propaganda hype speech. I just love her mannerisms and attitude here. The dramatic flair. The drunk-on-power swagger. She was a villainous ham to the core in this era and I love her for it, and this scene is such a fun and interesting instance of that.

2- This brief conversation she and Pre have about whether or not to work with Maul (around 7:28 here.) One: I love that she's headstrong about her opinion and doesn't hesitate to share it. There's so much fanon around how she was a downtrodden victim with no agency in her DW era and like... that's not true at all... clearly she was comfortable challenging him and standing up for her own ideas, and here's some canon proof. Two: yes... I love this scene for shipping purposes. Epic trash power couple moment. "Mandalore will be ours" "nobody will doubt why we're in power" uh-huh. yeah. that definitely means the group and not the two of you specifically 😏😏

3- The nitearmor "remove your helmet" moment in the old forge 🏳️‍🌈👭✨ Yes, I love this scene for shipping purposes also. Thee exponential amount of sexual tension during this exchange is borderline comical, like why would they write them like this if the takeaway wasn't supposed to be "they're terminally wlw and down bad for each other" ??? In all seriousness, this scene was so emotionally charged and touching, and even if they weren't intended to be simping, it's nice to see something like this play out between two female characters, I feel like it's sadly rare.

4- The scene where she saves Din from the... thing... in the mines and we see her use the darksaber for the first time. She is so cool and badass with it, and she wields it flawlessly... it was meant to be hers 😩💖

5- Her fight with Axe when they meet back up on Plazir-15. On a surface level, because I love mando-on-mando sparring and we don't get to see enough of that in canon. On a deeper level, because I feel like this is the moment where we really see her let out all her rage and bottled up emotion that's been stewing beneath the surface of her depression era, which is so satisfying. I feel like we don't get enough angry Bo in live action, which like. some of that is that she's not the same person and has mellowed on the surface with age, but still, I miss her angy vibes, scrunkly mad faces, etc.

6- Honorable mention: the Ahsoka ass slap. God what a fucking introduction. Literally unforgettable. *chefs kiss*

Thank you again @kevystel @hotgirlvader !

#sorry this is long asf lmao #this is why y'all shouldn't get me started on blorbo opinions #but seriously thank you! this was a lot of fun #ask games

[fff777]

Watched the Exo corp role play lol (Part 1)

I have to split it into two posts because Tumblr won't let me post more than 30 pictures in a post anymore :x

So the hierarchy is:

Jongin: President

Junmyeon: General Manager

Chanyeol: Deputy Manager

Kyungsoo: Manager

Jongdae: Assistant Manager

Baekhyun: Senior Staff

Minseok: Staff

Sehun: Intern

Starting strong with the Seho are we

Love being reminded that Chanyeol is just a giraffe among corgis

Omg the intern is the president's son, Sehun is going to abuse the shit out of his privilege ToT And Junmyeon let him because he's going to be a corporate simp lol.

Junmyeon going from "where is the intern! 😤" to "hewwo viewers 🥰" real fast

Everyone standing up for the intern X'D The nepotism is strong here X'D (maknae privileges even at exo corp)

I KNEW IT CORPORATE SIMP (corporate snake 😤)

Junmyeon dropping "we're going bankrupt" real casually on Monday morning huh

Chanyeol being the annoying socmed oversharer 😭

Minseok wearing a penguin hand warmer on his arm uwu

Doggy bag. Fashion baby as always

Ok but Sehun looks big here

"H-how could you forsake me?" or alternatively "Get it together!" My suchen uwu.

Minseok wants to be maknae so bad

"Pick a partner" energy

But then Chanyeol immediately going into hyung kink

Minseok continues to play with stuffed toys :3

I wished the subtitles translated the titles they were calling each other by instead of their Exo stage names. It would make the role play more fun.

Sehun leaving his team up to fate and then Junmyeon getting him~ <3

Teasing Junmyeon hours is always <3 (Teasing him about getting Sehun on his team)

Sehun is a lucky charm X3

Lmao I'm loving these short team chants. I have no patience for the long cheesy ones and I guess these old men don't either X'D

Just screenshotting because he's so handsome 😔

Just a thought: I wonder if Exo is doing this kind of concept because they know that their fans are probably older and a good portion probably also work corporate :P Thanks for the shoutout Exos :3

They're dressed in suits but using markers. Office or kindergarten?

Thinking faces. They're so serious X'D I think it's also because they were speaking very quietly so it felt like they were actually putting together a secret project lol

Troublemaker Kyungsoo activate

Intern Sehun lecturing about the importance of customer service ^^;;

LMAO it is a mess X'D

They do NOT care about games at all lmao. Sehun is going mad from the pain and Kyungsoo is just walking back

Baekhyun and Kyungsoo are once again speaking quietly to each other hehe

Chaos for the towers

Baekhyun and Kyungsoo won, both in time and in amount of water left :3

#exo #screencaps & commentaries

[dimpledlianfang]

The Secret of Team Dimple.

Team dimple was busy ramping with each other again.

Xue yang: *biting Yao again* Jiggy, you taste like mangoes.

Yao: *slighly laughing*

Oh you. *playfully hits him on the head with a fan*

Mo xuanyu: *pulling xue yangs ponytail* leave Yao gege alone! You're hurting him!

Xue yang: don't be silly. He's immune to pain. Jiggy gimme your flesh!

Su she: *blocks him*

Xue yang: *grabs Yao's arm and runs away with him*

*flies off*

Yao: Chengmei!!! If you drop me!!

Mo xuanyu: xue gege aren't you not afraid that Yao gege might send his army of foxes and fox spirits to fight you.

Xue yang: what will they do?! Hit me with their floof.

Su she: *flies and grabs Yao*

When he grabbed him, both fell on each other, on top of a couch.

Su she: are you alright, lianfang zun?

Xue yang: Su she, you simp!!

Yao: *caresses face* how sweet. Of course I am, darling..

Mo xuanyu: *gets in a fight with xue yang* I'll buy you mangoes if you leave Yao gege alone!

Xue yang: I don't want any of your mangoes!

Yao: is A-Yao squishing you? Should I get up?

Su she: (thoughts) so adorable.

No Zongzhu. You're very light and tiny.

And so cute.

Yao: heehee. And mischievous too.

Su she: and what?

Yao: *bites and rips part of Su she's robe*

Su she: *blush* (thoughts~ I can't handle this level of hot. What if I get a nosebleed)

Yao: *smiles.*

*cutely flicking his tail*

Su she: Bixia.

Yao; *sits up and opens fan*

Su she: I'm all yours.

And your floof is so soft.

Yao: do you wish to groom it later?

Su she: I would be honoured.

Yao: how excellent.

Yao: Anyways, I'm sorry for ripping your robes. I just wanted to chew on cloth.

Su she: I'm all yours, master. You can do that any time.

Xue yang: *sitting on mxy's back* what? You want to chew on Lan lips?

Mo xuanyu: can you get up!!

Yao: I didn't mention Lan lips, Chengmei.

Xue yang: but you always talk about Lan lips.

Yao: lol. *laughing* oh muffin, stop teasing me.

*stood up*

Now I have to set up these guqin strings around here.

Xue yang: why?

Yao: Nie huaisang has just left Qinghe. He's on his way.

Mo xuanyu: how do you know, Yao gege?

Yao: *setting up his guqin strings* I can smell him miles away.

Xue yang: why don't you set them up outside instead?

Yao: I want to lure him into my trap.

Su she: how smart.

Xue yang: ahhh, got you. I love a foxy trap.

Yao: now tell me. Should I heat up the

strings a bit? *eyes turn gold*

The strings then immediately started letting out smoke.

Su she: how did you learn that technique from?

Yao: learnt from the Wens.

They love heat and fire, so took the pleasure in observing.

Mo xuanyu: Yao gege is so cool.

Su she: so stunning too.

Xue yang: I wonder if Lan lips can keep up.

Mo xuanyu: lol.

Xue yang: legend says that only a harem can handle jiggy. Cuz one single one are unable to.

Yao: where are you getting these things from!

Xue yang: made it up.

Yao: your mischief never ends, doesn't it.

Xue yang: never, Jiggycakes.

Yao: *sighs in amusement*

~~ Hours after~~

Su she: *grooming Yao's tail*

Yao: *crosses legs while drinking tea*

Su she: are you being gentle to master?

Yao: mn. You are.

Xue yang: don't you think we should hide our identity from that nie twink.

Yao: why would we hide from huaisang?

Xuanyu, remind him.

Mo xuanyu: yes Yao gege. Team dimple doesn't hide from anyone.

Xue yang: I remember that! But what if he runs his mouth.

Su she: we're ok with insults, but what if he and the cultivation world call you a freak.

Trio: *bickering*

Xy: let his fox army eat them all! Or I can cut off their tongues! While they're being mauled by the huli jings of course!

Sms: i think we should run away with lianfang zun. And keep him safe!

Mo xuanyu: I'll seek revenge for Yao gege!

Yao: guys.

Don't underestimate me.

Mo xuanyu: huh?

Yao: do you think that I'll let him run his mouth? I got a plan.

Trio: *cheering* Jiggy's got a plan! Jiggy's got a plan! Jiggy's got a plan! Jiggy's got a plan!

Yao: *giggle* you three are so childish at times.

But I like it, lol.

Yao: *smiles and stretches out hand* A-Yu.

Mo xuanyu: *takes away the tea cup from his hand* got you, Yao gege.

Yao: * rests his hands on his lap, and continues to sit in a sophisticated manner*

Xue yang: have I told you lately that you're a diva. Yet it's kind of hot.

*sizzling sound*

Nie huaisang: ouuuuu!!! My fingy!!

Mo xuanyu: I smell sausage.

Su she: what are you doing here!!!!

Nie huaisang: San ge!

Yao: oh pleasant surprise. *stands, and removes the strings with a flick of his hand*

Nie huaisang: *startled*

(San ge, San ge is a huli jing?! Those two are vampires! And that guy is the one who keeps haunting me. Oh god, I'm so screwed. Why did I have to snoop around. What if I get sucked! I'm to handsome to die. Too young to die too!)

Xue yang: *grinning*

Yao: *calmly standing with his hands folded behind his back, not saying a word.*

Mo xuanyu: get him away from me. His blood is tempting.

Xue yang: I want to bite him.

Nie huaisang: noo! Stay back!! I have my fans and birds to take care of. I'm a single parent *cries*

Su she: *unsheaths Nanping*

Yao: you all. Don't scare him.

Yao: *smile* how are you huaisang?

Nie huaisang: explain this! You're a huli jing! I know something was up with you!

Yao: congratulations on your discovery, Nie Gongzi.

Nie huaisang: You seduced dage and er ge! Just so that you can eat up all their masculine yang energy!! And don't you know how much dage hates huli jings!

Yao: why? They're so fun.

Su she: *clapping* yes, Zongzhu is very fun.

Yao: *smile*

And what asumption is that? Dage loves me.

Nie Huaisang: because he doesn't know!!

Yao: he knows a little bit. But he let it slide.

Nie huaisang: and what about your dear er ge!

Yao: I will tell him soon.

Actually that's the difference. Dage found out for himself, and er ge doesn't know.

Now don't spoil things for me.

Team yao: *making their traits disappear*

Nie huaisang: you don't need to make anything disappear, San ge. You huli jing! You and your supernatural squad.

Yao: *eyes turning gold, while putting him in a trance.*

What huli jing, A-Sang?

Nie huaisang: what huli jing? I didn't say huli jing.

San ge, how did I get here?

Yao: you were looking for me, and got lost.

Nie huaisang: huh? I did?

Yao: yup.

Xue yang: you hit your head on a tree. But you're ok now.

Su she: be careful walking.

Nie huaisang: yea. San ge, I gotta go. Take care.

*exits*

Yao and his crew: *smiling*

Su she: what a skill!

Xue yang: so huli jings can make a person lose their memory huh?

Yao: mhm. We can do many other things.

Xue yang: and what's that thing about sucking up masculine yang energy?

Yao: we're able to do that on whoever we wish. But I'll never do that to er ge.

Su she: what about that dage?

Yao: I won't do it to him, but if he does something unfavorable. Then that might be my last resort.

Mo xuanyu: ohhh!!

So what now, Yao gege?

Yao: I'm going to meet er ge and tell him my secret. And maybe spend some time with him.

Mo xuanyu: do you have tooooo. *pout* but I love you.

Su she: we know your secret.

Anyways, whatever my Zongzhu wishes. I'm happy if he's happy.

Xue yang: Jiggybun, I love you. And I'll fight everyone and anyone for you

But go ahead and bite his lips!! Sizzle him with your hotness and spill the guts after.

Su she: do you mean spill the beans?

Xue yang: what beans?

Su she: *rolls eyes*

Yao: lol. Bye guys. See you soon.

*kisses them on their face one by one*

Su she: aww.

Mo xuanyu: Yao gege.

Xue yang: don't be shy. Kiss me some more.

Yao: haha. Goodbye yangyang.

Xue yang: go ahead and step on him.

~~~

Later on, Lan xichen meets Jin guangyao in Lanling.

Xichen: *lovingly* A-Yao.

Yao: *bows* er ge.

Xichen: *catches bow*

Xichen: *holds his arms lovingly: how are you?

Yao: fine. *smile*

Xichen: that's good to hear. *caresses arm*

Yao: ouch.

Xichen: A-yao! I'm so sorry! Where did you get hurt? *frantic* are you in pain?

Yao: don't worry. I think I pulled a muscle. My arm is just soar.

Xichen: hmm, from all that bowing?

Yao: *laughs* maybe.

Xichen: are you still up for our outing? You should rest.

Yao: it's fine er ge! I'm up for anything.

Xichen: once you're alright, A-Yao.

*holds hand in his* let's go on my sword.

Yao: *blushing* er ge, don't worry. I have brought hensheng.

Xichen: I know.

Yao: *blushing more*

Xichen: *admiring his dimples*

Yao: *glances at him* what happened?

Xichen: I love it when your dimples show up when you smile. Keep smiling, A-Yao.

Yao: you keep flattering me.

Xiyao then mounted Shuoyue, and Lan xichen wrapped his arms around Yao's waste.

Yao: *let's out a little laugh* er ge.

Xichen: so you won't fall. And

Yao: and?

Xichen: you would be close to my heart.

Yao: *smiling warmly*

After their romantic sword ride, Xichen took him to a private field~ shaded by trees.

Xichen: how does it look? This is one of Gusu's hidden beauties.

Yao: it's beautiful indeed.

I would definitely love to spend some alone time with you.

Xichen: yes.

*kisses Yao on the lips*

Come, let's get some shade.

Yao: mn.

Xichen: it's cooler here. Now where was I? *caressing his face*

Yao: *lovely staring at him*

Xichen: you're always so gorgeous, what's your secret?

Yao: maybe because I have a loving Lan.

Xichen: oh really. *fondling his back*

Xichen: *spreads his blue outer robes on the grass, then holds Yao's arms, supporting him lovingly* Have a seat.

Yao: aren't you afraid that your robes get dirty?

Xichen: no. It's better to get them dirty than to displease you.

Both: *sitting next to each other*

Yao: it's surprisingly sunny and warm here. I know that Gusu is famous for their cold amd snowy weather.

Xichen: yea. Because it's far from the snow mountains.

But you can still see them far away. See! *points*

Yao: lovely.

Xichen: *caresses lips* you look lovely.

You and your little dimples.

Yao: aren't you gonna kiss them?

Xichen: which? Your lips or your dimples?

Yao: both.

Xichen: *kisses deeply*

Yao: ( I wonder if he'll still love me if I tell him. I have been hiding this for so long.)

Xichen: *smile* what happened, darling?

Yao: uh...... um. Er ge. If I tell you a secret, would you get mad?

Xichen: you can tell me anything.

Yao: I'm sorry I haven't told you earlier..... but I was scared of how you would react.

It's ok if you want to break up with me afterwards.

Xichen: what?!? I would never. A-Yao don't scare me. Why would I break up with you!

Yao: ok then.....

Are you ready?

Xichen: always, my love.

Yao: *makes his fox ears and tail appear*

*lowers his gaze* er ge. I'm a huli jing.

Xichen: *astonished* A-Yao.....

Yao: *cries* I know I know. Huli jings can seduce people with their power, but I promise that never used it on you. I genuinely love you!

I have never thought of hurting you.

Yao: but the question is!

Would you still love me, er ge? I know that foxes are also unkempt. But that's not the case for me. I'm always neat. I know that you want someone who's on the same standard as you, and~~

Xichen: *kisses*

A-Yao.

*caressing his face* don't ask me if I'll still love you. Because I could never hate you.

Yao: *shedding tears of joy* er ge.

Xichen: and what if you seduce me with some spell. I would still enjoy it.

Yao: *caressing his face and smiling*

Xichen: huli jing or not. You were always unique. That's why I fell for you.

Yao: you're once again so kind.

Xichen: *lovingly holding onto Yao's arms*

Yao: one thing too er ge, is that in the huli jing realm, I'm a young fox emperor. A Huwang.

Xichen: well then! *stood up*

*then bows courteously* accept my apologies, Your highness.

Yao: ah! Er ge what are you doing?! You're older than me. *stops him* please, this isn't necessary.

Xichen: *laughs slightly*

Xichen: so my adorable bf is a fox emperor. Waw.

Yao: due to my high cultivation power , as well as my dimples.

Xichen: what? Well your dimples are seductive.

Yao: *laughs* er ge, I meant that dimples represent prosperity and beauty in the huli jing world. It's one of the keys to sovereignty.

Xichen: interesting. Do your besties know?

Yao: of course! And they have their own secrets too. Team dimple is very unique.

Xichen: and you're most unique of all...

To be continued.

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@verycatbluebird

#jin guangyao #dimpledlianfang #villainous friends au #the secret of team dimple #xue yang #mo xuanyu #su minshan #su she #huli jing #foxyao #jin foxyao #meng yao #mdzs #the untamed #mo dao su zhi #cql #lianfang zun #mdzs au #mdzs donghua

[seelestia]

oh

oh dear

AYATO WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO MY WITTLE CHAOTIC SAMOYED PUPPY OF A COUSIN YOU-

ahem.

my, thank you for the warm welcome, dearest cousin. it is good to be back.

yes, i have safely returned to my abode. as tiring as the journey was, it was a very rewarding experience. catching up with old friends is always a lovely occasion to have, is it not? i was honestly overjoyed to see one of my closest friend's union to her beloved; were it not for the copious amount of make-ups and the hours we put into beautifying our faces, i know i and my other friend would have broken down into a pair of bawling bridesmaids. alas i got to keep my wits and dignity after a tremendous effort on my part. ah, how time flies...

indeed, i am very pleased to see that they have taken a faster action compared to before. how joyous, we ought to celebrate this somehow!

his joints might crack and make undignified noises every now and then but the gracefulness of his movements will fool you into thinking that he is a man in his prime. and yes, it seems like we are drawn to that aspect of familiarity indeed! which is a logical conclusion, to be honest.

to this day i still can't believe he's my most compliant characters in terms of coming home. my husband on the other hand... *crosses arms and gives zhongli a disapproving glare*

my my, it seems like i'm seeing a side of you that you've kept hidden this whole time now. i have a feeling your boyfriend has a hand to play in this... what a bad influence, i ought to give him some stern talking.

the forest ranger's sabotage is a welcome one, i say. he is quite a fun character to play, is he not? i can only wish upon the stars and pray for his presence to grace me one of these days.

that.... sounds like a very apt description. i'd say the same for you however - it seems like around our beloveds, we just automatically switch into our more... relaxed and natural selves. ah, young love.

lin shall get all the headpats he wants. and if you are able to get someone who can create a video or gif or image of lin in that setting, i would be more than happy to create a page for his voicelines ;))

"i sound dead inside" LMAO no no you sound very ✨dignified✨ i am sure ayato is proud of you <3

woof woof. (i'm still here, ehe <3) rin jie, why does it feel like we're writing letters to each other in the 80's... oml, did you know i'm actually sending this letter four cells away from you in the simp prison HDJEDKK (/lh)

also !! as a self-proclaimed samoyed puppy, i find it so funny that i only noticed recently that ayato prefers dogs after watching his voicelines in diff versions. apparently, he likes them for their loyalty/obedience which is smth he finds attractive. like uh-huh, okay, sir??? ily either way 🤨 idk if it's fortunate or unfortunate for him, but although i can resemble a puppy with my protectiveness and energy, i'm not very easily influenced so i can bite if i see the need to. but i'm a pacifist at heart tho! my affectionately sassy side just comes out during banters with people i'm comfy with ;( would he like the challenge (/j)

AHEM, IGNORING THAT RAMBLE; aww, that's so sweet but it sucks that you gotta hold in the tears or the mascara will get ruined (/j) !! i'm sure the vacay is much more meaningful knowing that it's for your dearest friend <3 i saw that you said it was chilly there, i hope the breeze didn't bother anyone at the event (venti, have some manners /j) 😭 perhaps, when you were holding back your tears as a bridesmaid, my puppy spirit was hovering somewhere near the food LOLLL (/lh) — but what matters is that you enjoyed yourself, hehe! happy rin equals to happy lia <3

*defeated sigh* alrighttt, i can't deny that zhongli is truly in his prime, if not for his habit of forgetting mora <//3 AND OOO, now that you have guaranteed, who are you prioritizing?? i know you want scara and tartaglia, so who shall be your pick??? 👀 i think i might go for the fatui gingerhead but if ayato rerun comes in v3.3 or smth, yk i'll drop anything for him 🚶 also, i love how hoyo inserted ayato him in the last update's events. could thsi be smth... perhaps, enticing people to fall for his playstyle??? because we surely did LOLLL marketing strategy accomplished ✨

(and noooo, i don't want you and ayato to have a passive aggressive contest at the dinner table. me and zhongli are just 🧍🧍 with our cups of tea /j flashbacks to heizou being here once)

wishing tighnari will come home to you in the future! qiqi, not rn, ok?? his playstyle is vv unique~ but my aiming just turns immensely bad when i'm on mobile, so i definitely prefer playing him on pc! tho, i heard cyno havers got it bad when it comes to raising him with the scarabs and all <//3 like when it was torture for me too when i farmed onikabuto's for heizou and i assume it's the same for you with itto?? HOYO, STOP IT WITH THE BEETLES 😭😟 (/j)

yes, yes, will do~ if i ever get to commission a talented artist who can draw caelin in the game model style, you'll definitely be the first i'd tell 👀

#talking in polite nobleman language is fun but there's smth i miss abt going crazy with the caps and keyboard smash LOLLL #i hope your night is going good btw~ hopefully the jetlag will wear off soon! 🫂 #do you still have the tea from the samples btw?? hehe i haven't heard about your tea journey for a while >:) #ask box! 📬 #visitor: dearest rin! 💠

[yes-this-account-is-alive]

no anon ig time to get exposed ;-; djhfbfjdjd

anyways can i request yoru , phoenix , jett , and killjoy with a chaotic reader who is also very clumsy ? tysm dhdbdndnjdn

welcome to my page lmao,, don't worry we're all simps over 2d characters here- except that i wasn't sure whether this is for simping since you didn't specify so- uh up to interpretation

Yoru

-edgy statue, hyper human

-he WILL NOT help you for the first slip up of each day

-and WILL laugh at you

-meanie.

-catches you after the first one though, acts so annoyed by it whenever he stops your face from kissing the ground instead of him jkjk unless??

-usually either grabs you by the hood of your jacket or holds you still with his hand on your shoulder

-isn't usually up for your chaotic antics unless it's against phoenix

-he 110% joins if it includes messing with jamie ONG.

-if you tell him your plan and he thinks you'll get in mad trouble for it, he's picking you up and throwing you over his shoulder

-he then walks off in the opposite direction with you trying to get out of his grasp lol

"you're going to get hurt, idiot."

Phoenix

-both of you are terrible istg

-shaking my head stupid mindless humans

-valo proto is so sick and tired of both of y'all like omg stop running around??

-y'all have ran into viper and reyna when they drink coffee and they're this 👌 close to murking y'all

-you clumsy? bro he sees you fall and somehow he falls too like huh destiny bond what

-tries to body block your fall

-STRAIGHT UP DIVES LOL?

-also 2000% down if it's trolling yoru

-after you both tire out they'll find y'all sleeping in the most uncomfortable poses in the living room

-neon throws two big blankets over your bodies and walks away

-NOT before raze takes embarrassing photos of your sleeping faces

-she sends them in the group chat after lmao

"let's stick toilet paper on yoru's pants!"

Jett

-half up to it, half not up to it

-she joins in if it's a little fun but not if she knows she's gonna maaaaaad piss someone off

-also stops you from doing anything too outta the line

-if you're gonna bump into anything or anything/you fall as a result of your very slippery limbs

-she sends a little wind to tilt you or the object back up

-hell, she uses a gust strong enough to push you back into your room if you won't trust her judgement lmao

-funny sight for the other agents and herself as you try your best to walk against it

-other option: you get tickled until you're on the floor dying of laughter

-at the end of the day, she sees how tired you are and offers to share her ramyeon with you ^^

-...eating jett's ramyeon and tteokbokki UGH

-CHEESE RAMYEON AND TTEOKBOKKI AOWIEKEKBWIEH

-sorry off topic

-she loves seeing the smile on your face the second you eat her cooking

"heyyyy, i made your favourite~"

Killjoy

-nope not joining

-will gladly watch though

-might stop you from doing anything dumb but sometimes lets you do it so you learn

-inventor type mindset LMAO

-she WILL stop you if you're planning on using her bots or her lab though

-her priorities are straight or are they? haha wink wink nudge nudge ahowoehekebbe

-honey, she loves you but not enough to sacrifice her botties.

-is not amused when her turret runs off with you

-you feel like you're being chased down? DAMN RIGHT YOU ARE.

-kj hauling ass after you faster than neon ong

-made a gadget that has like gyro sensors and shit that holds you in place if you're boutta fall

-she just gives you the neutral face of displeasure when you come back to her with a bandage bc sage refuses to heal your dumbass 😮‍💨

-will have alarmbot watching your ass for the rest of the day

"nothing wrong with trial and error, but could you please stay put? you have TEN bandages!"

#.request #valorant #valorant x reader #valorant phoenix #valorant jett #valorant killjoy #phoenix x reader #jett x reader #killjoy x reader #valorant yoru x reader #yoru x reader

[emperor-palpaminty]

Are you still taking requests?

What about a very jealous Crosshair or Echo pre-relationship and their brothers egging them on?

I haven't done echo in so long shdkdjsk!!! Baby BOOOOOY!!!!! Also he has actual prosthetic arms and legs because I am gonna pretend like he can change them out for formal events

warnings: major simping, pretty dresses, I cannot write anything else apparently, also mentions of wine (i don’t even like wine smh)

Echo wasn't a jealous man. Really, he wasn't.

At least, that was what he told himself when he watched her walk into the room, dripping in silk. The senator held her head up high, hair piled on her head, shoulders rolled back as she moved down the stairs, hand gently resting on the railing as she moved down. The train of her dress followed, pouring down the stairs.

He didn't bother hiding the way he sucked in his breath- she was glistening.

Crosshair laughed in the comm. "Someone's got it bad, huh?" Echo barely managed to get a hiss in towards the sniper.

"Boys," Hunter warned. "Keep your eyes out. We're here to make sure the senator stays alive." From a distance, Echo saw him perched at the roof, watching the exterior of the building. "Tech, anything?"

"Nothing yet." The clone muttered into the comm. "I'm watching all signals bouncing in the room."

“I’m keeping an eye out on visuals inside.” Echo skimmed the room, tearing his eyes away from the graceful senator. “No unusual activity.”

“I’ll bet you’re watching.” Crosshair’s snark was just as effective through the modulator of the comm. 

“Shut up.”

“No, you.”

Echo gnashed his teeth. “Di’kut.” 

“Hut’uun.”

“Boys!” Hunter hissed. “I will make you both hug and make up if you both don’t shut the kark up.”

“A fate worse than death.” Echo mumbled, drawing his eyes back to the senator, which wasn’t hard to do. She was currently talking very calmly to a man, smiling at him and his aid, bowing her head politely. Even so his heart throttled and twisted angrily, irritated at himself. 

Crosshair snickered, his visor illuminated in the distant moonlight as he shook his head. “You’d rather hug and make up with something else.”

“I’m going to-”

“I’m picking up on something.” Tech spoke up suddenly, exasperation seeping through the comm system. “High levels of sass.”

Wrecker broke out in fits of laughter over the commlinks, pealing through Echo’s helmet abrasively. “Ha, ha! That’s what I like about ya, Echo.”

Echo scowled but fought off the urge to say anything. It felt like he had just assimilated into the small group of clones, and he didn’t want to cause any rifts. He bit his tongue, turning his eyes back to the gala below. “Look at all of these people. You think they know anything about the actual war?”

“Who knows?” Tech mumbled softly. It was a hum over the comm, but somehow every brother picked it up.

There was a moment of weight. The comms were silent for a moment with heaviness, a bated breath, and none of them dared to say anything about the weight of the galaxy that rested on the shoulders of a few men.

Crosshair’s voice slithered between the cracks of the fragile quietness. “Let’s go back to teasing each other.” 

Echo wanted to agree, and he mumbled a half-hearted “Mm.” She looked up at him, peering down from the second-floor railing. She offered him a small smile, gentle, and it radiated, brighter than the lights and sweeter than any wine they were serving below. “You know,” He said, softly. “At least there is one senator out there who gets us.”

The others gave affirmations, Wrecker’s “Yeah, she does!” being the loudest out of them all. Echo grinned under his helmet as Hunter chuckled. 

“Guys, go easy on him.”

“Why?” Crosshair giggled in the system. “It’s so sweet, watching him make googly-eyes at her.”

“I don’t make googly-eyes.” Echo muttered, stepping away from the bannister after scanning the room. “I make... regular eyes.”

“Keep telling yourself that.” The largest clone rumbled, still breaking with laughter. Echo winced at the booming of his voice. “You keep staring at her from your watch point.”

“To make sure she stays alive.” 

At least... that was what he told himself. Just business, strictly business. Even so, his mind wandered to her, waning in its strict upholdings and tugging at the net he tried to use to constrain his thoughts of her- her airy movements, how she practically floated across the floor, her sleepy voice after being awoken abruptly by the Batch knocking on her door, or her ringing laughter that was fully free to run over him like waves. The net was broken and his soul was snatched away by her unwitting hands.

“Hunter to Echo,” The sargent’s voice sliced through his thoughts. “You see anything yet?”

Echo leaned back over the bannister, breath drawing in as he spotted a man coming in from the side door. “Yeah, I think so.” He hurried around, closer to the side door. “Someone came in from the side.”

Tech hummed in thought from the comm. “That’s odd. The representatives should be coming in from the main entrance.”

“On it,” Echo jumped up onto the edge of the bannister, balancing, watching and waiting as he perched. His heart thrummed as the senator turned, eyes sharp, landing on the man. She froze.

An obsidian barrel pointed out at her, and her eyes flickered up at him. Echo.

Echo’s chest flared with anger, heat, and he pounced. He landed hard on the perpatrator, metal legs digging into his back as they landed hard. Party goers gasped, turning and staring at the clone, shocked, eyes darting between Echo and the unconcious man lying on the floor, blaster knocked a good amount away by the impact.

Except her- her eyes only stayed on him. Echo hurried towards her and took her hand, pulling her away from everyone. “Let’s get you to cover.”

She nodded, following him, stopping to kick off those heels of hers and following him with bare feet. She raised a hand to her ear and said, softly, “Hunter, I’m alright. Echo’s got me.”

Echo almost stopped moving, and his blood ran cold. “You’re connected to our comms?”

“Of course.” A smile tugged at her voice, and Echo groaned internally. “I can hear you.”

“The whole time?” Echo grimaced as Crosshair cackled in the headset. Echo reached up to his helmet and quickly shut the system off, ducking into the designated safe room on the side.

She chuckled, pulling in the trail of silk behind her as he shut the door. “All of it. Do you really make googly-eyes at me?”

Echo mumbled under his breath, feeling a sudden gently thud on the sides of his helmet. She stood in front of him, hands resting gently on the cheeks of his helmet and lifting it up. “I don’t mind your googly eyes, Echo.” She spoke softly, gently, resting his helmet in her hands. “I quite like them, actually.”

She was close- the only thing between them was his helmet resting in her hands. Quietly, Echo moved his hands to cover hers, and his words propelled from his mouth, shattering in his throat. “I... I’m sorry. I wish I could see you some other way, but-”

Her fingers pressed gently to his lips, moving his helmet under her arm. The silk was cool under his gloved hands as he pressed his fingers to her dress. “I can’t look at you any other way, either, Echo.” He smiled, quietly, feeling her lips brush his chin. “I don’t want to look at you any other way.”

He felt nothing, just the silk of her gown and the magnetic pull of her warm lips to his in the small, dark safe room, and a chapped mix of a moan and sigh escaped his throat as he wrapped his arms around her. She smelled floral, like open spaces and free planets, somewhere far from here. She broke away, the absolutely spine-chilling hum a musical sound to his ears. 

“How is he?” Echo heard the tinkering of Crosshair’s laugh in the senator’s earpiece. 

Echo reached out, taking the comm. “Shut up, Cross,” He hissed, turning off the comm and wrapping his arms around the senator. She laughed lightly, lips meshing and dancing with Echo’s.

#echo x reader #echo x you #bad batch reader insert #bad batch echo x reader #bad batch echo x you #minty writes #echo #clones #i did change up the reason for prosthetic arms in this one because it was a bad say for me to think

[serenity-songbird]

May I request a oneshot with Kenny and Stan? Where the (gender neutral) reader has been bottling up their problems and emotions (like anxiety, family problems, stress, etc.), but one day they we're hanging out together after school and just broke. They started to just burst out crying, self depricating and just all the sad stuff. Sorry if this is too much, feel free to ignore this, have a good day <3.

(Trigger Warning: Mentions of suicide ideations;, anxiety, depression, self deprecating, self harm, family issus, and emotional trauma).

You hated feeling like this.

As you got ready you tried to look your best. But you felt that you were never gonna be handsome or pretty or drop dead gorgeous .

I mean, just look at all the others girls iand boys n the school. They were so beautiful, handsome, talented, perfect...

You wanted to he like that.

You sneered at the mirror.

Walking downstairs you went into the kitchen and grabbed an apple. At least try to eat something...

You're parents sat far away from each other lost in their own worlds.

It's bad enough you had to wake up to them screaming, but now they weren't talking.

Your mother spoke with an uncaring monotone voice.

"Don't embarrass us again today. If you don't have that math test, you will be grounded. Understand?"

"...Yeah. Sure."

"Excuse me?" You're mother looked up at you with a fire in her eyes."

"I mean, Yes Ma'am."

"Good. And stop with the mumbling. You know how I hate the mumbling." She turned back to her crossword. You rolled your eyes.

"Young (lady/man)! Watch the attitude." Your father looked up from his paper, eyes void of emotion. "Now get to school. Tardiness is one thing I will not tolerate."

"Yes, Sir..." You dragged your feet and slouched as you walked out the door. You stood there for a moment hand on the doorknob.

...Silence...

"Love you too Mom and Dad..."

As you walked to the bus stop you steadiness yourself and fought through the tears. As you got closer, you spotted your friends.

In that moment, you did everything to hide the pain.

Smiling wide, you waved to them.

They wouldn't know you were hurting through your grin.

"Hey Dudes!!! What's up?"

"Good morning, (Y/N). Why do chipper this morning?" Kyle smiled at you with his gorgeous green eyes. Damn, did you wish you were as handsome as he. (Oh n, my Kyle simping mood just came out. I apologize. 😍😍😍)

"I'm just happy to see my friends!" You were being honest and true at that sentence.

"Awww. (Y/N). That's sweet." Stan ruffled your hair.

"Mmph mmm hmph. (You look hot today!)

"Oooh. Nooo. I just...threw this on." That was a lie.

"Mmm hmm mmph. Oh (beautiful/handsome), You don't need to lie.

"Guys, it's too early in the morning. Shuuut uuup." Cartman yawned out.

"Shut up, Fatass.! It's a relief compared to you constant complaining!" Kyle practically barked at Cartman, giving him a glare.

"Why you dirty Jew I'll-wawawawa wawawawa"

You tuned out of the conversation. You looked up and for a moment, you thought you saw your mom shaking her head in disapproval.

You blinked and she was gone.

You suddenly didn't feel so good...

"Hey...(Y/N)? You okay? You look a little pale..." Stan grasped your shoulder making you flinch. He raised his hands in an apologizing manner.

Cartman and Kyle were stuck in their little argument and he talked so softly they probably didn't hear him.

"Mmph mmm humm Mmph? (Do you need anything? You look like you could pass out at any moment.)" Kenny suddenly felt overprotective over you after seeing the fear in your eyes.

Just what exactly did you see?

At that moment the bus pulled in.

Saved by the bus!

"Oh! Look! The bus is here! We'd better swaddle, huh?"

Before they could say another word you rushed into the back. The others finally noticed your strange behavior and glanced at Kenny and Stan. They just shrugged their shoulders and hopped on.

School was shit. That's all there is to say.

You probably failed your math test.

You fell face first into a pillar because you were distracted.

You got laughed at by the other kids with you tripped over a banana peel and tossed your lunch all over you and the floor.

And you completely embarrassed yourself in front of your crush, (Crush name).

At this point, you were beyond the point of no return. Everything was becoming too much.

Your breathing started getting ragged at you thought about the ways your parents would punish you.

You're a failure.

A disappointment.

Your parents are better off getting g a new (daughter/son).

Your friends definitely noticed the change.

You ran out into the schoolyard and sat on a bench. You were on the verge of a panic attack.

It was Kenny and Stan who chased after you and comforted you.

"(Y/N)! What's wrong? Talk to us..." Stan rubbed your arms.

"Yeah! We want to help you. What happened?" Kenny had pulled down his parka so you could see his handsome face. If you weren't so messed up right now, you'd appreciate the moment.

But no. Because the moment he asked that, the dam broke.

"My parents hate me!!! I can't be the perfect (daughter/son) they want me to be! I can't do anything right! I'm clumsy! I'm ugly! I-I mean look at all ofnyou. You Stan! Kenny you too! Kyle! Don't even get me started on Wendy and Bebe...gorgeous. Even Cartman looks better than me! I'm always anxious and I have to be perfect. If I don't get a 100 on this math test my parents are going to kill me. They are always fighting and it's always my fault. What if they get a divorce? W-who will I live with? Where w-will i go? I d-d-don't want to l-leave South Park!!! I l-love everyone in T-this t-t-town... I-Ican't do this anymore. It's j-just to m-m-much p-pressure. I just want to-to die. Everything will j-just go away If i die. The cutting doesnt work a-anymore and I b-bled all over my artwork a-and I h-had been working so hard on i-i-it!! I c-can't-" you choked. "I can't do this a-anymore...I can't...W-why w-won't it s-s-s-stop"

You were full on sobbing at this point. And there were moments where you said more, but you couldn't remember.

Kenny and Stan listened intently. They calmed you down, they comforted you.

When you were finished they spoke.

"I don't want to hear you say any of those things about you." Stn gently grabbed your cheeks and held your face in his hand. He was looking int your eyes.

You got a little flustered and for a moment you were just like..."Daaamn"

But then reality hit and you were back where you were.

"You are smart. You are (beautiful/handome). You are brave. You are strong. And if someone tells you otherwise, Kenny and I will kick his ass.

"Yeah! Don't compare yourself to us or the other girls. You have your own unique type of beauty that both inside and outside." Kenny smiled wide at you.

"Heck yeah! You always know what to say to make us feels better. You're a great friend. We need you all the time. If something is wrong we will go to you and it's honestly impressive."

"B-But...I'm not talented or perfect like everyone else..." you cowered against the bench.

"Duuude. Whatcha talking about? You're awesome! Dude, you play softball like no one else. We won state championship because of you!!! You sing amazing and your original songs rock!"

'And besides. Nobody at this school is perfect. We sure as hell ain't." He gestured to himself and Kenny. "Everyone makes mistakes or bad choices all the time. I know we have a whole list of all the times we've screwed up something."

"Yeah...I guess...I could've done better at the championship...My parents thought I sicked and got me a caoch. I'm still not as good as Wendy or Clyde." He put a finger to your mouth before you could speak another word.

"What did I day about comparing your self to other?"

"Not to...He ruffled your hair.

"Good."

You then proceeded to tell then about everything going on. When they could, they gave advice. When the couldn't, they would just nod and give their feedback.

After telling them, it was like a weight had been lifted from your chest. You felt free, unrestricted. It was great.

}"The world will try to tear you down. It will chop you up. Piece by piece, you'll feel some serious suffering. It would seem that it lasts forever. But it doesn't. Eventually, over time it will get better. But the only way to do that is to face it head on.

It's going to be tough and you'll run away a lot of times.

But one day with the help of anyone who supports you, you will face that problem, fear, or whatever. When you do, you will say, 'You can't hurt me anymore.' You tell the past that it is over and you are a changed man/women/other.

And reliving it sucks. And there are some situations where taking on the problem head on cannot be done. If you are in danger, run. Call a friend, anything to get you out and safe. You're personal safety is priority. Keep you chin up darling, no matter how hopeless it seems, you reach out to the good memories. Cherish them. Your brain may automatically want you to think of the bad memories, but you can't let it when. So make sure you squeeze the hell out of those moments, because just one memory, a simple word or two can save somebody's life."}

-Serenity Songbird

Thank you all for reading. I love you and you're amazing. You are brave. You are smart.

Here's your daily does of love.😘😘😘

#south park x reader #oneshot #kenny x reader #sp style #stan x reader #stan marsh #kenny mccormick #south park

[arcadejohn127-9]

Could you do a teenage mc that’s like gen z and chaotic bastard energy? Like they have a twin brother that ends up there with them and those two are just-(not me imagining being tommyinits twin HUH)

I see alot about tommyinit but never watched dream SMP (been obessed with the fan song "I see a dreamer") or his general videos other than him playing among us - I guess you'll like this meme I found - maybe

Seeing as you three all wanted Chaotic twin brothers I decided to merge all your asks into one! Hope you don't mind!

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When they watched you arrive to the devildom they didn't expect to see you tangled up with someone, slapping at his hands you two brawled. The ancient beings all just watched you and what appeared to be your twin fighting in the middle of the hall.

"Whoa- wait- shut up! Where are we!?" Your brother slapped your mouth making you yelp.

"What do you mean where are we? We're at- who the FUCK are those guys?!!!"

You scrambled away from your brother but gripped his arm, you both stared at the 12 males. Processing the room you were in before you both snorted out laughter, looking at each other with grins.

"The council has summoned us."

"In a way yes, Greetings I knew you'd be a great package deal, I am Prince Diavolo, I am the ruler of the Devildom and you two have chosen to be exchange students."

"here that, a prince thinks I'm a package deal~"

"and me or did you forget we're a duo."

You poked your tongue out at your twin but he just kept Laughing. Lucifer felt himself age another 1000 years and snarled.

"Won't you take this seriously? You've been summoned to help bring the three realms together - My Lord are you sure this was the right choice?"

"excuse me we can hear you! This guy doesn't think we're good enough, just you wait pal, we're going to blow you away with our-"

"Secret! Brilliance!" you both posed as If you were JOJO characters, glaring at Lucifer.

They're perfect! Let's continue with the introduction, won't we?"

Lucifer:

He's so done with the both of you

Neither of you were Responsible

It only got worse when you two developed a closer connection to your magic

"check it! We could make this our own Harry potter world but like without the harmful stereotypes."

"So not Harry potter?"

You cursed the stairs to turn into slides if you stepped onto it

He found you both jumping on the steps holding up Everyone

"(LLLLLLL/NNNN)!!"

Your brother grabbed you as you both waited for him reach you, he was marching up the stairs but you suddenly stepped on them

He went flying down and you both legged it

But ended up getting caught as Lucifer used his wings to reach you

Mammon:

Two new allies for his mischief

How could he ask for me?

Hates it when you two talk in sync or when you prank him - you may not look completely identical but it was enough to freak him out

You have stood at the end of his bed holding hands asking him to play with you two

"DISREPECT YOUR SURROUNDINGS!!"

"Hey! i got those recently, go trash Lucifer's room."

You gently put down the box you were holding, frowning

"sorry mammon."

"simp."

You swung at your brother but he dodged, jumping onto the sofa to avoid your furious fists

Levithan:

Intimidated by Both of you but learned to like you

When you showed off how nerdy you were he took a liking to you but your brother kept interrupting

So it ends up as the three of you spending time together

But...

One day you two bursted into his bedroom

He was Kissing one of his body pillows

"it's not what it looks like!!!"

When he realized you were there he threw a pillow at you two, face red

"Ha! loner!"

He chased after the two of you and threatened you not to tell anyone

But jokes on him, your brother took a picture and now you tease him about him all the time

Satan:

Secretly likes the both of you but you get on his nerves all the time

But that seems to only make you two more eager to be loud and joke about him killing you

Though, learned you two didn't always pay attention and doesn't trust you in his room

"totally hypothetical."

Your brother started, nervous

"on a scale of one to 10 how mad would you be if we accidently ripped one of your books?"

He stared at you and your brother

Slowly standing up as he realized what you've done

"Run."

Safe to say, you both went rushing off

Asmodeus:

He finds you two absolutely adorable

Weird but adorable

If both of you were willing to play dress up then you're his perfect little minions

You two would terrorise anyone that tried to mess with his room aka mammon

"so you and Solomon a thing?"

You Both asked, giggling

"Perhaps~ why? Did he say something?"

Your twin held back his laugh seeing asmos hopeful spark

"Nah, I just want abit of what he's got."

"haha you're too young for that, dear."

All you could was let out a 'ho ho ho'

"I like my men older."

Asmo GASPED

shaking your twins head as he scolded him

"Wait until you're older to like older men! You're just a baby! This goes for the both of you."

Beezlebub:

"BEEL!!! you have to help me! I can't find dingus!"

Dingus was your nickname for your brother

Beezlebub paused mid chew and nodded

"I know where he is."

You grinned

You and your brother were playing hide and seek and you were growing annoyed how you couldn't find him

But now you have help

"thank you, beel, this is why you're my favourite~!"

He smiled, patting your head

He brought you to the kitchen and leaned against the fridge

He was pulling out another bread loaf from the packet he was eating from

"hmmm~ I've got you now!"

You opened the fridge and your brother screamed

You laughed in victory

"CHEATER!!"

he suddenly pulled out silly string and began attacking you with it

You screamed and cried out for the giant demon

But when you turned around beel had his own can and began spraying you

"it's bad to cheat (Y/N)."

"WHY BEEL?! why did you betray me?!"

"He offered to get me special human meals."

Belphegor:

Belphegor has been annoying the both of you

He's already been rubbing it in your face that him and Beel are the better twins

So you two have decided to do a little prank on him

To teach him to stop being so annoying

"Belphie help us with our school work! You always get good grades!"

"Yeah! Teach us your skills cow man."

"I'll do it when I wake up- AH-!!"

As soon as his head fell onto his pillow a loud horn blasted into his ear

You both snickered watching him sit up startled

He sent you both a side glare before putting his head onto another pillow

But it did the exact same thjng

He kept desperately testing out all his pillows but they all kept honking

"you two-! How dare you mess with my pillows!"

He jumped towards both of you in anger

But you both just honked at him before running to safety

UNDATEABLES↓

Diavolo:

"so we could just summon you with one of those circles right?"

You leaned on his shoulder, he was currently reading some documents and you two decided to bother him

"Now why would you want to summon me like that? You could always just text me, don't be silly."

He smiled

You and your twin looked at each other over his bulked shoulder

Giving each other a nod and your twin brother stretched over

Making sure his face was in view of the Prince's

"yeah but we wanna do cool tricks on the other kids when we get back to our realm - better yet if we all go to hell-"

"then we can look cool because we have special connects!"

You two High-fived

You both fell into his desk and awkwardly landed by his legs and ontop of the desk

You winced as you felt the corner stab at you

Diavolo just laughed and helped you two back up

Pulling two stools beside him you could both sit down

"how charming! But there's no need for that, summoning demons with pentagrams are very dangerous, I'll find a way for you all to impress your friends later."

"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO-"

Barbatos immediately kicked you two out with Lucifer beside him

Telling you two that you were distracting the prince from his work

"WE'RE NOT GOING TO LET THIS GO! YOU BETTER HELP US BE COOL!"

Barbatos:

If your antics will mess with his work then he'll stop you two

But if it's minor he'll just let you two be

Big mom energy

Which did lead to some embarassing situations

"Here's your dinner, hope it is up to your standards our dear guests."

He bowed and stood back, ready to watch you enjoy your meals

"Thanks mom!"

"i----if that's what you wish to call me then I have no qualms with filling in as your mo-"

He teased, a small blush on his cheeks as he raised his hand to his mouth

He grinned seeing you twos flustered reactions

"I DIDN'T MEAN IT!"

"I DIDN'T SAY IT, THEY DID!"

You two have been known to sing Barbie girl whenever you see him

Barbatos does now hum it suddenly when working - he refuses to let you caught him doing it though

Solomon:

Solomon made you both his apprentices

Believing your combined magic will make a powerful force one day

Of course you both agreed - the more magic you knew the more you could effect everyone's mental state

"scadeedle scadoodle your dicks now a noodle!"

You jabbed your pen towards your brother

He was cackling at your weird stance

Solomon chuckled, placing a book down Infront of you

You looked down to see what he wanted

"Haha not how you do it but if you wish to transform body parts - here's the spell."

A grin slowly made its way onto your face

The wizard happily replacing the pen In your hand with a spare wand

You picked up the book and stared at your brother, growing into fits of giggles

He knew exactly what you were planning

He made a mad dash towards the door

"why are you running?! WHY ARE YOU RUNNING?!"

Simeon:

Simeon had you two over for tea

He poured tea into his cup and poured it into yours

He already had a few plates of snacks but wasn't sure what exactly to get

"is there anything I can help you two with?"

You and your brother shared a mischievous look

Smiling innocently as you could

"we want WAP."

Simeon choked on his tea

He coughed as he patted his chest, placing down his cup

Looking at you both startled

"excuse me-?"

"Worship and prayer."

He let out an 'oh'

Shaking his head as he smiled

"of course, of course, I can teach you some prayers after."

Luke:

"can we get an owa owa?"

Your twin pointed a camera at the small angel

You had a mini microphone, leaning down to place it near his mouth

He got startled by the sudden appearance of you two and booped his nose on the microphone

"owa owa???"

You both shared a mini squeal

You adjusted your position, patting his puffy hat

"good chihuahua."

He suddenly snarled, smacking the microphone away from his face

"AW SHI-"

You both ran as the child ran after you

Your twin almost loosing his breath due to laughing too hard whilst running

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[thera-daydreams]

PLUS ONE

》 A TRESE TWOSHOT 《

[Maliksi x Reader]

📝 Summary: In which your beloved best friend snatches you from your apartment at dawn asking you to be his plus one for his cousin's wedding. Unbeknownst to the clueless you, everything is just going according to Maliksi's ultimate masterplan. With the help of friends and family, the Prince of the Tikbalang finally gets the girl he's been longing for. And oh, Señor Armanaz gets his dream daughter-in-law and the promise of grandchildren within the year.

📌 Warning: May contain some slight NSFW for spicy suggestiveness and cussing. No smut or anything super SPG—this girl can't write that for her life—but just be prepared. It's Maliksi we're talking about. We've got friends-to-lovers, obliviousness, pining, fluff, and a tikbalang simp. Figure it out. 😃

(word count: 7,454) ♥︎ Part Two: ?

》 AUTHOR'S NOTE 《

Not an Inday spinoff, but a lengthy oneshot in celebration of this blog getting 90 followers. Just ten more to 100, yay! Thank you so much for the love and support, everyone. I also promised that I'll be making this brainrot that @binibiningbabaylan and I have fangirled over a few days ago (find the original post here) when I finished the latest chapter of Inday. Here it is! 🥰

Before I forget, I was also inspired by the cute fic made by @crispybasil titled "Sunshowers" and the "Trese Boys As Things My Guy Friends Do" made by the amazing @smolla-than-a-bug (I bow down to your wonderful works in the Trese fandom). I definitely see Maliksi to be the type to go on spontaneous roadtrips and be the boyfriend to drive you around eveeeerywhere (while also driving you crazy). 🚘

There are also some songs mentioned throughout this work. You should probably listen to them while reading for the full experience. Ending was somewhat rushed but eh, I'm too exhausted and I've rewritten it too many times. Also, if someone makes some actual tikbalang smut, tag me please. Anyways, enjoy! 💕

The way it all started was hilarious. Absolutely fucking hilarious. It happened like a blur. Literally. One second, you were snoozing in your bed. The next? You had a seatbelt on in the shotgun seat of a sophisticated-looking car. Your brain didn't even get to process it yet.

"... So let me get this straight," you grumbled, still half-asleep from your sleep marathon. You just finished a hugely successful project at work yesterday, got promoted, and wanted to make up for the restless nights you spent overtime in the office. Of course you were irritated from being disturbed. You were on vacation leave for two entire weeks, originally planning to go into temporary isolation by deactivating your social media accounts and reserving a beach cabana for yourself in Batangas.

Well, turns out, you weren't going to Batangas anytime soon. All because your unreasonably spontaneous bestfriend of ten hectic years stole you from your apartment at 2AM. Was this considered kidnapping? Was this him just being more in touch with his tikbalang side, taking unsuspecting women in their sleep and leading them to their inevitable death? (He was going over the speed limit, so it was a valid thought.) Will wearing your shirt inside-out save you today? Lord, masyado ka pang pagod para mag-isip ngayon.

"Go on."

"You abducted picked me up in the middle of the night because you want me to be your plus one at your cousin's wedding in Tagaytay?"

"Yup. And technically, the venue is right on the outskirts of Cavite going to Tagaytay," he corrected you as a matter-of-factly.

"Same thing, whatever," you huffed tiredly. "Your cousin's wedding is at 6AM today. In a few hours. In four hours."

"Uh-huh."

You groaned exasperatedly, "Mal naman, eh! You didn't even let me bring anything. Could've at least given me a heads-up a few hours ago. I'm practically emptyhanded right now save for my phone! Sinungaling ka, you said this was just a normal midnight drive—not a freaking wedding!"

The Prinsipe ng Mga Tikbalang, son of the Great Stallion, heir to the Armanaz herd, and the Top Drag Racer of C-5 Expressway—if that was even one of his Game of Thrones-like titles—grinned as he continued driving beside you. He let you continue ranting in the passenger seat while he mulled over his ultimate masterplan that would change his entire life later on. He was a spur-of-the-moment kind of guy, so all this wasn't his thing. But for you? He'll make plans, alright.

"Wala man lang akong dinalang masusuot o kahit konting makeup para maging presentable sa harapan ng buong pamilya mo," you exclaimed, in absolute despair. "Do you know how out of my league you are? Your rich-ass family might judge me—hell, your dad might see me as a hampaslupa if I show up there in my pambahay and tsinelas!"

"Psh, I'm not out of your league," Maliksi waved it off, smoothly turning a corner. "And calm down. We've known each other for a decade! My dad practically loves you as his own daughter. Heck, the entire family knows you and keeps telling me they want you adopted in already. Lolo Andres and Lola Perlita said they'd have the paperwork settled. You just need to sign them."

It would be even better (and easier) if you married into the family. To him, specifically (as if he'd let anyone else have you). God, he was already being so obvious in his advances, but you were just so damn oblivious whenever it came to romance. None of this needed to happen if you just got it through your thick skull that he was madly in love with you.

"That's not the point, idiot!" you slumped back into your seat, hopeless. "Do you think the bride and the groom will get offended? Shit, baka masumpaan ako kung magagalit sila, Mal. Mukha akong patay galing sa South Cemetery."

The long-haired tikbalang rolled his eyes, "Huwag kang mag-alala. Nothing's going to go wrong. Chill ka lang diyan. I've got everything under control, babe."

Babe. Yes, he even called you babe but you thought it was him being a himbo and a massive flirt. Now, it was his common term of endearment for you, but you still assumed it was him just being irksome to you and that you couldn't stop the man from saying it anymore. Thus, you let it be (the most obvious hint of his attraction to you, bestie).

"... Ugh, why didn't you ask Hannah or Amie to go with you?"

He just smiled knowingly, shrugging and making up an excuse, "Nagmamadali ako, eh. Hannah and Amie are also coming, but they already have the other tikbalang as dates."

"'Luh, ako pala ang backup choice mo?"

"Heh. Whatever you want to think."

Little did you know that you were always his first choice. Always. Even when he pursued Alexandra Trese many years ago, trying to convince himself you were just his best friend, it was always you. How did he come to that realization? Well, an international band he was a fan of released a song a couple years ago and he heard it being played in a club in BGC. The song title?

It Was Always You by Maroon 5.

Needless to say, after hearing the song and being unable to get it—get you—out of his mind at night, he stopped courting Alexandra. Unfortunately for him, that time, you'd started dating other men. Therefore, he was left on the sidelines... until your latest and most painful breakup, at least. That was five years ago. You still hadn't dated anyone since then, kind of traumatized from getting into another failed relationship like that.

In the present day, as if the fates were playing on you two, one of your favorite artists played on the radio. A very ironic song given the situation you two were in.

Best Friend by Rex Orange County.

Maliksi knew it was a favorite of yours. He knew it by the way your eyes lit up like a star brightening the twinkling night sky. Like the sun first rising in the morning at Apolaki's command. Like the moon extending its gentle rays from the magic of Mayari herself. If there was anything he wanted to ask of the old gods, it was you—everything else be damned.

"I wanna be the one that makes your day, the one you think about as you lie awake," you half-sang and half-screamed happily, somewhat out-of-tune. "I can't wait to be your number oooooone! I'll be your biggest fan and you'll be mine—"

Maliksi glanced at you, not minding that his eardrums were probably getting microscopic ruptures from your aggressive singing. As much as he wanted to stare at you all day, he had to keep his eyes on the road. But the lyrics you were singing were wrong; the Prince of the Tikbalang was already yours from day one.

"Babe, McDo drive-through tayo for breakfast. Let me make it up to you. Gusto mo ng caramel sundae for your promotion gift? Sige. Ako bahala. Chicken nuggets din? Mabubusog ka ba niyan? I don't think they serve those this early..."

》》》

"Sandali lang!" you shouted out from inside an empty room. You'd just arrived at the venue—the Alta Veranda de Tibig in Silang, Cavite (practically the gateway to Tagaytay)—an hour or so ago. The hired makeup artist just left so that you could privately change into the outfit that had been bought specifically for you. Curse Mal and his ability to buy anything (perhaps anyone) he wanted. "Bwiset, Mal, you didn't tell me we'd be part of the damn entourage. We have to be walking the aisle in thirty minutes, simbako! You just love rushing me, don't you!?"

If only you were the one walking down the aisle today towards him.

When you exited the room, Maliksi couldn't help but let his jaw drop as he skimmed your figure, clad in the luxurious, silky satin blush midi dress he bought in one of those fancy stores in Makati yesterday. He imagined that it would look great on you, but now, seeing it on you in person... you looked divine (and frankly, he wanted to see it off your body to see what was underneath—but don't get too ahead of yourself, Mal). It was a whole 'nother level from his imagination. The deep cowl neckline and thin spaghetti straps showed your lovely collarbones... as well as a peek of your cleavage. His favorite and the best part of it all? It was backless, allowing him to gaze at the tempting curve of your spine.

He hadn't realized he had grown silent until you smiled and closed his mouth, tapping his chin.

"Lalangawin ang bibig mo, Mal," you laughed softly. Never had you seen him so speechless. You then flicked your hair back, ridiculously posing for him like you were on the cover of Vogue magazine (haba ng hair mo, gurl!). "Do I look that good? Char lang."

"... You look absolutely ravishing—I mean, uh, stunning. Hot. Yeah." That was all he could say. He mentally punched himself for not showering you with more suave compliments.

Still, your face brightened up, not knowing that the man in front of you just fell for you a thousand times harder, "Wow! Really? Damn. Ang galing talaga ng MUA na kinuha mo, ginawa akong artista. Give me their contact number later! May work event pa naman ako in two months. I'm shocked, it's like they made me rise from the dead! Even my eyebags are gone, Mal! How'd they do that?" Heck yeah, your confidence was boosted. He offered his arm to you like a gentleman, making you half-heartedly roll your eyes (you took it anyway). From holding it alone, you could tell that your best friend was a sinewy man (well, you knew that already after seeing his tikbalang form before—the little shit didn't even wear a loincloth like all his clanmates; your poor eyes were eternally scarred).

You looked him up and down. You wouldn't lie—Maliksi is and always has been an attractive man. Now? With his hair in a ponytail (pun not intended), definitely one of the hunkiest men you've ever known. "You're not looking too bad yourself, horsey."

"Ako pa!" He puffed his chest out in pride. You chuckled at his reaction.

"By the way, how do you even know my dress size and my shoe size?"

"Babe, I've known you too long. You know almost everything about me, I know everything about you."

You snorted at his confident tone, "'Di nga? You don't know every single thing about me, Mal. Assuming ka masyado."

"Alam ko nga anong cup size mo. Wala lang 'yang shoe and dress size."

You slapped his shoulder, cheeks quickly flushing red, "Huy, umayos ka! Walang hiyang tikbalang na 'to." With this guy as your best friend? You heard dirty jokes at least once a day. "Don't be inappropriate here!"

"What? It's only fair I know!" He looked down on you suggestively, wiggling his eyebrows. "You already know I always go commando, so of course I know that your bra is a size—"

"Shhh! Baka marinig ka, 'nyeta."

"So? Let them hear. My best friend has a nice set of melons!" he shouted. You were grateful there was no one around. Hopefully.

"Oh my God..."

Your best friend chortled at how flustered you'd become. He led you to where some of his family was waiting, with a couple of his relatives already greeting you. You instantly and quite easily mingled with them, your worries of them not accepting you far from even true (they all knew how much their prince loved the innocent you).

"Kayo na talaga, pare?" one of his older tikbalang clanmates asked while you went away to be fawned over by his aunts.

Maliksi chuckled, crossing his arms as he watched you from afar, "Heh. Hindi pa."

Another one of his clanmates—a younger one—laughed, wrapping an arm around his shoulder, "Talaga? That's cap, bro. You two are like a married couple already and you guys still aren't a thing?"

"Ilang taon na ba kayong magkakaibigan?" the older one asked him.

"Almost ten years," Maliksi responded, a smile unconsciously pulling his lips up as he remembered your moments together. He watched you converse with his female relatives (who adored you the moment Maliksi brought you to a family event many moons ago).

The two tikbalang snickered as they saw the look on the Great Stallion's heir.

"You're down bad," the younger one said, snapping a photo of his lovestruck kuya. "You've got it so bad for her, dudeparechong!"

"Balak mong ligawan anytime soon?" the older tikbalang inquired.

"Heh. Balak ko na ngang pakasalan. Kung pwede, ngayon."

They looked at Maliksi as if he was crazy. He was very much serious, though, even if there was a huge, lopsided smile on his face. The Prince of the Tikbalang raised a brow at them.

"What? Don't give me that look. Our ten years of being best friends is practically the courting and the dating stage already."

"Eh... you're right. Don't waste anymore time. Go and marry her today, dude. Suporta kami sa'yo, basta groomsmen kami sa kasal niyo, ha!"

"Ge. Without question."

Meanwhile, on your end with the ladies of the family, they started pestering you on your love life (like all typical Filipino aunties). Chismis everywhere.

"O, iha, single ka pa ba?"

"Kailan ka magpapakasal? Malapit ka nang pumasok sa thirties mo."

"Do you want kids? How many?"

"Are you and Maliksi a couple? You look good together! Kayo na, 'di ba?"

"Will you be getting married next? Are you engaged? When's the wedding? Invite niyo kami!"

Before you could get overwhelmed by their questions, Maliksi swept you off your feet to lead you to the entourage that was lining up outside the chapel area. Again, it happened like a blur. He laughed at the partially nauseated look on your face.

"You okay there?" he asked, grinning.

"Your family thinks we're together," you muttered quietly, not meeting his eyes. You weren't sure why you felt... tingly about their statements.

He tilted his head at you curiously, gently setting you down on your feet and helping you stand.

"Do you hate the idea?" It hurt him to ask you the question, but he wanted your thoughts on it. Perhaps doing this was a bad idea. Maliksi was competitive in many things, including wanting you to be his, but if you were so opposed to it, he would never force you into something you didn't want. He let go of your hand; you didn't even notice he'd been holding it until he let go. "Am I making you uncomfortable?"

Your wide-eyed gaze snapped back to look up at him, "No! No, it's not that! And... it's not bad." Your hand felt strangely empty now that his was gone. Biting your lip, you disclosed, "You're not making me uncomfortable, Mal. Don't ever think that."

With that, you shyly interlocked your arm with his, tearing your eyes from his to mask the growing warmth you felt spreading in your veins. You two didn't say anything else when the ushers let you walk down the beautiful, petal-covered aisle together.

The man beside you was starstruck. Hopeful. Maybe both of you did have a chance. Maybe somewhere in the depths of your soul, his feelings for you were being reciprocated. For the rest of the sacred ceremony in the gorgeous main pavilion, both of you relished in short, comfortable, and low conversations. He even cracked jokes every once in a while—really funny ones that made it challenging for you to you stifle your laughter.

"I now pronounce you husband and wife! You may kiss the bride."

Maliksi fervently prayed to Bathala that he'd experience the same opportunity he was seeing with you someday. One day.

Even while the sun was brightly out, the sky began showering down light rain onto the land. You were in awe as you looked out the window.

"Hala, totoo nga pala! Tignan mo!" you laughed, tugging Maliksi's suit sleeve, pointing at the window.

"Na ano?" he curiously inquired, not understanding what you were referring to.

"Na kapag may tikbalang na kinakasal, umuulan habang may araw pa," you replied, eyes filled with childlike mirth and wonder. A rainbow had even begun to form by the clouds. "Look, it's magical! Ang ganda pala ng view dito kasama ang old Spanish architecture. Timeless na timeless. It's so pretty, 'no? Picture tayo 'maya, Mal."

Unlike you, it wasn't the sky outside that the prince was looking at. Amidst the loud cheers for the newlywed couple and the bubbles the guests were blowing, his vision could only focus on how magnificent you looked while being amazed. You were his best view. (Ed from 90-Day Fiancé, kabahan ka na, may katapat ka sa pickup line mo.)

》》》

"Smile for the picture!"

You giggled as Maliksi was dragged into a photo-op with the bridesmaids and the important older wedding sponsors a few feet away (funnily, he looked a little constipated around them). All of a sudden, when he was heading back to your direction, you were roughly pushed into the said man's arms. When you turned around, there was nothing (except maybe a gust of wind that came out of nowhere).

"Ooh, gotcha. Careful," the tikbalang steadied you, strong hands holding your biceps. "Natapilok ka?"

"... Huh, hindi naman," you wondered suspiciously, looking around. "I think someone pushed me? Parang tinulak ako... but wala namang tao."

"Weird. Maybe it was just the wind."

It actually was. Really. Maliksi knew for a fact that it was those two taong hangin who were spying on you from the corner, trying to pair you up. He gave them a thumbs-up while your back was turned in the opposite direction. Hannah and Amie returned the thumbs-up before vanishing. Suddenly, the two wedding photographers had moved on from the bridesmaids and were right beside you.

"What a lovely couple you two are!" she praised. Before you could correct her, she held up the black contraption she held towards you two. "Pose for the camera, lovelies!"

And so you did, the photographer guiding you two on what to do. Maliksi wrapped his arm around your waist and you leaned on his side, looking sidewards to the camera with one leg cocked in front of the other. Her assistant, who was holding a polaroid camera, printed out two photos for you.

"Thank you," you told him, taking the photos from his hands then flicking them rapidly to make the images develop. You and Mal were about to walk to the reception area when the photographer stopped you, handing the male beside you a business card.

"If you two need a photographer or a videographer for your wedding, call me," she signaled to both of you before running to another guest, bringing her assistant with her.

You gawked, "Mal, did you just hear what she said?"

"Loud and clear." A grin was on his face. He seemed very pleased at what he heard.

"... How can she even tell if someone is married or not?"

Maliksi's free hand took your left hand, tapping the ring finger, "Nothing here."

"Ooooooh. I get it now." Your brows creased. "Huh. This is like the fifth time today the people here have mistaken us for a couple."

Maliksi shrugged, teasing you, "Who knows? Baka may potential tayo, babe."

Before you could ask him what he meant, he was hurriedly towing you to the reception venue. While he was doing that, you stared at the now-developed polaroid photos you were holding. Huh. Maybe you two did look like a couple.

"Come on, they're serving some snacks at the welcome reception area. Peach pie and mango float-flavored. Paborito mo, babe."

》》》

The rest of the night went by without a hitch. You were actually enjoying the event—the host was great, the food was great, the music was great. Everything was great... that was, until the games.

"Alright! Now that the bride's garter has been removed, let's have the bouquet and garter toss... starting with the females!" the host announced. "Dear bride, please stay here in front. And all single ladies—and by single I mean ready to mingle and are not married—please rise and stand here on the dance floor. Let's play matchmaker tonight, everyone!"

"Uy, single ladies daw," Maliksi nudged your side. "Sign mo na 'yan." You snorted like a pig.

"Nope, ayokong madamay sa bouquet toss," you whisper-yelled at your best friend. "Do you know how embarrassing that is?! Besides, they won't notice if I don't join! Special tactic ko 'yan sa weddings: pretending I'm not single. Katabi naman kita."

More women came to the front, making you feel assured that you didn't need to participate. The host was about to say something, when the bride interrupted to whisper something into his ear.

"Hala, halaaa! Sabi ko all single ladies, pero may isang single lady na nagtatago pa!" he announced, making you freeze. Please don't let it be you. "What's her name, beloved bride?"

"Y/N L/N." You nearly spat out your champagne. You? Did they just call out your name? How did they know?

"Oh fuck," you cursed quietly.

"'Di ka makakatakas dito, babe," Maliksi jabbed, making you stand up. "Tinatawag ka na."

"Baka may ibang Y/N L/N dito," you resisted, attempting to sit back down. "I can't do this, Mal."

"'Sus, ikaw pa. And it's just a symbolic ceremony!" he encouraged, as if he didn't have any underlying intentions. "I doubt the bouquet will go to you anyway."

Sheesh, what a big fat liar you are, tikbalang prince.

You expressed your dissatisfaction with the situation, "Bwiset, fine. I'll just... dodge it. Or evade it. God, I swear..." You calmed down, confident. "I'm not going to worry. I've never caught the bouquet at my own friends' weddings anyway."

When you were at the dance floor, Maliksi snickered, seeing the bride—his cousin—wink at him. After all, he had thoroughly bribed her earlier.

《《《

"It's about time you settled down with someone, Mal," the bride commented while he slipped her the newest Hermés designer bag filled with a bunch of jewelry (plus some bills) two hours ago, right before the reception began and while you were in the restroom freshening up. "Hehehe, this is why you're my favorite cousin."

"Do we have a deal?"

"Of course. I'll make sure she participates. I'll also try to throw it in her direction."

"Good. Thanks."

"You better invite me to your beach wedding. I can tell how much you love her."

"Not a problem. I'll even make you a sponsor."

The bride stared at her bouquet, already practicing how she was going to throw it, "Tito's going to thank me so much for ensuring that he's going to get grandkids soon, hihi."

》》》

Back to the present, on the other end of the room, Maliksi saw a familiar duo give him a sign that they were ready. Bingo. Time to execute the most important part of his plan.

《《《

"I don't care how you do it," he told the two wind elementals after he bribed the bride. "I've already instructed the bride on what she should do, pero siguraduhin niyo lang talagang lumipad sa kanya ang bouquet."

"Mmhmm," Amie flipped her hair, a hand on her cocked hip. "And what do we get in return, oh great Señorito Armanaz?"

"Sagot ko bar-hopping niyo for one month."

The two girls pretended to think about it, making Maliksi roll his eyes. He had to pull out the big guns, huh?

"Fine. Magbibigay ako ng cash deposit plus pwede niyong gamitin ang black card ko for a one-week shopping spree in Ortigas." There. Bullseye. That's what they liked.

"Deal!" they exclaimed excitedly.

Hannah let a cool gust of wind enter one of the nearby windows, testing out how they're going to do this. "Ano pa bang pinaplano mo for Y/N mamaya?"

Maliksi hummed, "Basta."

》》》

You tried your best to hide within the densest part of the group of women. The bride seemed to have her eyes on you, weirdly enough, and she looked almost feral wanting to throw her flowers into someone's face.

That someone being you. Most likely.

"Target locked on," you saw her mouth move. She positioned herself like she was about to throw a football at someone (ahem, you). Holy shit, was she talking to you? Miss ma'am, it was a bouquet toss not a bouquet throw. The bride seemed to notice this, and once more regained her elegant composure.

"3, 2, 1," the host counted down. "Go!"

Surprisingly, the bouquet flew very high into the air (it was a wonder it didn't get tangled in the ceiling decor), but quite a distance away from you. You grinned, knowing it was too far to even touch you. Squeezing through the crowd of women eagerly awaiting the bouquet, you went to return to your assigned table.

Ah, what a wonderful evening.

Sike!

Something painfully landed right into your face, leaves and flowers getting into your hair and mouth.

... Wait, leaves and flowers?

Before you could comprehend it, the bouquet dropped right into your arms. What kind of ungodly, inhuman force allowed this to even happen?

"Ladies and gentlemen, we have our lucky girl for the night!" Everyone clapped, with some—those guests you knew—even cheering your name unbelievably loud. The host approached you, a glint in his eye which you couldn't understand. "Miss Y/N, kindly sit here while we await the lucky guy who catches the garter from the groom."

What just happened?

"All single gentlemen, please proceed to the dance floor. Remember, the man who gets the garter gets to slip it onto the lucky lady's leg later!"

Oh, God. You pinched the bridge of your nose. What you'd give to be back at home or to be in that resort in Batangas you'd planned on going to for a solo vacation.

"To make this even more exciting," the host stated, handing you a black blindfold. "Our lucky lady has to keep her eyes closed until her lucky man for the night captures the bride's garter! When the music plays, only then can she uncover her eyes."

See? Humiliating, just as you expected. Still, you wrapped the blindfold around your head (albeit hesitantly). You attempted to guess who it might be, thinking of all the tikbalang friends Maliksi had introduced to you back then whenever he invited you to his clan reunions.

"Groom, are you ready?" the host asked, microphone loud and clear.

"Ready na ready!"

"Single gentlemen, are you ready?!"

"Ready na ready! Awoo, awoo!" they loudly chorused, exactly mimicking Spartans about to engage in battle. You sweatdropped in the seat you were in. This was actually kind of scary. Maybe you felt a bit objectified.

"3, 2, 1, go!"

There was a brief moment of silence, which made you concerned. Ba't ang tahimik? Then, everyone erupted into roars and bravoes much louder than when you caught the bouquet—perhaps even louder by tenfold. What the heck was happening?!

The music played. Very raunchy, spicy, babymaking music. You expected it to be the typical Careless Whisper by George Michael or Pony by Ginuwine (corny songs which you could probably laugh at, at least), but no. Nuh-uh, this was probably worse. The DJ must be pretty young, the song of their choosing being a slowed, bass-boosted, sexier remix of Earned It by the Weeknd.

Ano 'to, bold? Fifty Shades of Grey? The hell was this?

Alright. This was embarrassing. Thank the heavens there were no children at this party. From the music alone and its implications, this was strictly for adults.

You removed your blindfold (that was okay now, right?) as the guests whistled playfully. You peeked one eye open reluctantly, then inwardly groaned. Oh, no. You should've expected it to be him of all people from how loud the reactions were. And all those yells from the crowd were from his family.

Son of a—

"Well, this has proven to be a very interesting arrangement!" the host proclaimed. "Our lucky man for tonight is none other than our great clan leader's heir, Maliksi Armanaz! Congratulations, sir! You get to slip the lacey little garter on Miss Y/N!"

The said very smug tikbalang stood a few feet away from the chair you were sitting on, smirking at you. His hair was no longer in that mesmerizing ponytail—instead, he'd tied it into a more sinfully attractive man-bun, loose strands framing his face and accentuating that sharp, angled jaw of his (say yes and thank you to Manny Jacinto's jawline, besties).

"Let's cheer him on in his new mission, everybody!" the host pushed. Was this that glint in his eye earlier? And was that a one thousand peso bill sticking out of his pocket?

The groomsmen, Mal's cousins and uncles whom you've met before, hollered words of encouragement to the tall man (who was, oddly enough, not one bit fazed). In fact, Maliksi seemed like he was famished as he stared you down.

You swallowed, feeling like you were going to get eaten (heh, say that again). Maliksi had shrugged off his dark suit blazer to the beat of the song (holy fuck, he also unclasped the suspenders attached to his pants right before your eyes—asdfghjkl). Were you prepared for this? No. Will you ever be prepared? No!

"Mr. Armanaz, before you begin," the host interrupted. "We have an additional challenge for you in this mission. Kaya mo ba? It was a request of the newlywed couple."

"What is it?"

"Use your teeth!" the bride and the groom cheerfully shouted, clapping with the other guests. Whatdidtheysaaaaay???

The cocky bastard didn't even hesitate, his smirk at you growing wider; those pearly whites of his on full display. Was it just you or were his canines a little sharper than usual?

"Anything for the newlyweds. Challenge accepted," he dashingly replied, winking at you. You sputtered indignantly. Pisteng yawa. Putangina. Putek. Pakshet. You swore you thought of every swear word in the book at that moment. What did that YouTube parody song about Filipino mythological creatures say again? About the tikbalang? Ah, yes. Half-macho dancer and half-stallion. Maybe the joke was true, especially when you saw what Maliksi did next.

He bit the shred of lace, loosening his necktie (bestie, you good there?), unbuttoning some top buttons, and rolling up the sleeves of his collared white undershirt up to his elbows (consequently showing off his toned, veiny forearms—those lucky bridesmaids behind him nearly fainted). Honestly, you felt like you were about to lose your mind from embarrassment. With how tantalizing your guy best friend was being? Let our response be: San Pedro, kunin mo na ako. Was he doing all this to tease you? To rile you up?

Because damn it all, it was working. In your ten years of knowing Maliksi Armanaz, withstanding all his daily dirty jokes and flirtatious attempts, never had you seen him like this. So... wolfish. Ravenous. Like he was a man that hadn't been fed in years.

He stalked closer towards you, falling to his knees in front of your legs. Your gown had a long slit that extended up to an inch or two below where your left leg began—your best friend was eyeing his target already, knowing where to place the garter. Normally, you would never even wear something as revealing as this gown. It just wasn't your type, but Maliksi was the one who bought this for you for this specific occasion, so you had no choice. It was this or your pantulog he stole you in just hours ago. At first, you were confident in the gown. Now? You felt too... naked.

Somehow, in the heat of it all, you'd muted out the noise of the venue. Maliksi teasingly lifted your foot up, fingertips slyly grazing the thin shoe straps around your left foot—his calculated touch leaving fire in its trail. Once the garter had been successfuly inserted past your high-heeled stilettos, the man kneeling in front of you kept his hands to himself. Despite the fact that now there was absolutely zero skin-to-skin contact between you and this man, your body felt hotter than it ever was before as he expertly slid the lacy bit of cloth up your ankle at an agonizingly slow pace.

Maliksi's warm eyes had turned dark, his pupils blown, a tinge of red in them—of his true beast—while he maintained striking eye contact with you, pulling the garter up your calf with his teeth. Smoothly tugging... tugging... tugging. Tangina, it was like he was undressing you with his eyes alone; like he was telepathically telling you to keep your eyes open.

To keep your eyes on him, where he was knelt inbetween your legs, his hands intentionally locked on his back. Did you ever imagine this? Him between your legs? Maybe. Once or twice. But you never thought about it seriously; Maliksi dated girls left and right in the past.

His lips... his lips were so close... so close to your leg that you could feel the heat of his breath along with the lace. Were you about to die? Perhaps you already did. Maybe you were in heaven. Up... up... up... snap!

Suddenly, he stopped, grinning up at you mischievously and letting the elastic bounce back to the skin of your left knee.

"I'm not going any further, don't worry, babe," he whispered, noting that your eyes had become misty and glazed over. Internally, he grew worried. "That's enough." Did he think it was from discomfort? From you being uncomfortable? Bitch, no. It was the exact opposite. You had never been this turned on in your entire life.

You felt like your soul had left your body at that moment. Did you just have a heart attack? Was your blood pressure okay? Before you or Maliksi could stand, however, someone bellowed from the wedding sponsor tables.

"Higher! That's an order!"

Fucking hell, it was Maliksi's father who shouted. He wasn't in the huge tikbalang form you'd normally meet him in, but he was still very intimidating in his humanoid form, commanding attention and subservience wherever he went. You could tell where Maliksi got it from.

Instantly, the other guests—already half-drunk and wanting the spirit of partying to continue on—joined in.

"Higher! Higher!"

The host cheered, "You heard Señor Armanaz! Higher!"

Maliksi gave you a questioning look. Even if it was his father who spoke up, he still wouldn't do anything you didn't want. Well, you two made it this far; there was no point in getting embarrassed now. You bit the inside of your cheek, nodding. You probably couldn't erase the redness on your skin with how much you'd blushed from this night. It was as if the heat was tattooed onto your skin.

"Go on, Mal," you whispered to him, bending your torso down closer to his face, eyes half-lidded from want. "Finish what you started, babe."

With those sultry bedroom eyes he'd never once seen you show him before—plus you turning the tables with that familiar term of endearment, how could he refuse? Like a switch had been flipped inside him, he immediately complied, taking the frilly scrap of stretchy lace between his teeth once more, moving it further up to your thighs until where your high slit ended—centimeters below the warming juncture between your legs.

Your legs felt wobbly... boneless, as you stood up from the chair, the fabric of your gown cascading over where the lace sat securely on your upper left thigh. The party was still going strong even after you two finished the garter wearing tradition.

"'Atta boy! That's my son!" Señor Armanaz blazoned, standing up and raising his glass for a toast. "Cheers to the newlywed couple! May they last forever!"

You guys weren't the newlyweds, but it did sure feel like it. If the clan leader was hyped up, everyone was hyped up. Heck, the groom and the bride didn't mind one bit what had just transpired on their dance floor. In all the chaos, Maliksi took you out of the reception area and somewhere quieter. More private.

You would need to have a serious, urgent talk with your boy best friend.

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You two silently sat on a stone bench in a gazebo somewhere in the reserved venue for the wedding, trying to cool down and get yourselves back together (at this point, you needed ice from that steamy, half-scandalous event you just went through). Here, there was no one else except for the chirping of crickets, the lush trees surrounding the area, and the golden fairy lights strewn all over the roof. Awkwardness was something you'd expected after what just happened, but somehow, you still felt comfort in this man's presence. For the past thirty minutes, both of you just stayed still, lost in your thoughts and reflecting.

"Mal?" you finally spoke up.

"... Hmm?"

"Ano tayo?"

"Whatever you want us to be."

Your fingers instinctively reached out for his, just like they always did when you were anxious. Sensing this, he grasped your hand and squeezed it reassuringly. Soothingly. He massaged the skin of your fingers, distracting you from your nervousness. It seemed like both nothing and everything changed between both of you. The gesture was the same, but so different at the same time.

"Mahal mo ako." It was not a question. It was a statement. A truth—one that you'd been too blind to see before. One that you only discovered while you stared into each other's eyes in that party not as best friends. You realized with a jolt in your heart what he really felt for you, and now, what you really felt for him. In those thirty minutes of silence, you knew. You just knew.

"Yes. I do."

"... Just as a best friend?" you probed.

"..."

Finally, you gazed into his eyes, previously so dark and full of hunger. Now? Just reluctant. Vulnerable. Open. Unsure of what to do next.

Seems like you had to be the one to take initiative tonight. Taking out your phone, you opened your music app and pressed play on a certain song. Ikaw at Ako by Johnoy Danao. You removed your heels (which were starting to blister your ankles and toes), then pulled him up to stand.

"Dance with me," you murmured, grabbing his arms to wrap them around your waist. He was stiff. Tense. What was he to do when the woman he's been pining after for so long let him hold her? All his gallantry and ability to romance disappeared out the window the moment you let him touch you so intimately.

You two weren't even waltzing. Just swaying. Slowly, you leaned your head on his broad chest, listening to the steady thump of his heart.

"... I love you," Maliksi admitted in the middle of it all, feeling like he was dreaming. Your head on his chest kept him grounded to reality, however. "More than anything in the universe. I fell for you ever since you patched me up when you were nineteen and I was a reckless drag racer who didn't have a purpose in life. 'Nung dinala mo ako pabalik sa Armanaz Tower on the verge of death. Simula noon, ikaw lang."

"I realized that," you smiled, reminiscing the old memory. You were just a broke college student that time, coming back to your dorm from making your group thesis at a classmate's house. Imagine your panic when you found a half-man, half-horse bleeding out by some bushes on the way home at night. Despite your fear and your little money (only enough to feed you for the week), you went out of your way to buy a first-aid kit at the nearest 7/11. It was scary, but you managed to mend the creature's wounds by the side of the road. When he was finally able to speak, turning fully human (which you admit, freaked you out initially), you arduously carried him back to his address—to his father and his clan, even if you had classes the very next morning. Because of your heroic deed of saving their precious heir, the tikbalang clan had become indebted to you: a teenage girl on the verge of a mental academic breakdown, just making her way through the cruel adult world. How old of a memory that was, you thought, yet you still recalled it in perfect detail. "Just a while ago."

"Ah." He swayed you gently.

"Lahat ng ito, plano mo?"

"... Yes," Maliksi fessed up. "Except for this part where we're here dancing in this belvedere. Wala sa plano ko. Gusto ko sanang magconfess doon sa may fountain para sweet, pero..."

You lifted your head off his chest, smiling at him with one brow raised, "You know, between both of us, you're supposed to be the spontaneous one. Planning isn't usually your thing."

"I know. It's a failure, huh?" Maliksi sighed.

"Nah." You shook your head, then suddenly locked lips with him. It was so fast and surprising he didn't even get the chance to return your first kiss. For once, you caught him off guard. You pecked him on the lips again. "It's not a failure."

"Wha—"

"I'm sorry for making you wait, Maliksi. Ten years. We're twenty-nine now, and only tonight do I realize how blind I've been. We've been going around in circles, wasting so much time. Ayoko nang mag-aksaya ng oras," you whispered guiltily against his lips. How could you have been so blind? Andaming nasayang na taon. Making up your mind, you told him, "Yes. Sige, I accept. I'll be your plus one."

The tikbalang was flustered and baffled from the kiss, as well as your revelation, "... But, you already are?"

"No, silly. I meant that I'll be your plus one for life. For as long as you'll have me," you laughed, now processing that you were currently dancing barefoot with your boy best friend and had just kissed him in a wedding you didn't even plan on going to. The universe had a mysterious way of doing things. "Guess I'm the spontaneous one now, huh?"

Maliksi was tongue-tied. "Seryoso ka ba? Is... Is this a marriage proposal?"

"Whatever you want it to be," you echoed his words back to him. "Best friend, plus one, girlfriend, wife—mmpf!"

He kissed you so hard your lips bruised. After an impromptu makeout session which was definitely more in character for Maliksi, you both pulled away, panting heavily in search for air, still desperate for passion. He cupped your cheeks, giving you a sweet, featherlight Eskimo kiss.

"You're missing one more title."

"Hm? What do you mean, Mal?"

"Love of my life." He kissed you again, this time lifting you off your feet and spinning you around (his sneaky right hand was resting on your bum, too, giving it a tight squeeze). You know in the Princess Diaries where the main character's foot just... pops whenever the prince charming kissed her? Yeah, that happened to you on that humid summer night. This was right. You two were meant to be together. Everything was falling into place.

The bungalow you reserved for your Batangas vacation leave ended up being the site of your very eventful honeymoon with the Prince of the Tikbalang (with his libido, it wasn't that difficult to continue where you'd left off in the garter toss; that scrap of lace came off your leg the same way it went on). Actually, nauna pa ang honeymoon sa actual wedding (it was definitely spontaneous). Right after your confession in that alcove, you two went to Maliksi's father to ask for his blessing (which he gladly gave, cackling and saying that it took you long enough) before you guys went driving off to Batangas that night. You and Mal indeed had lots and lots of fun in that resort (I'll let you imagine the rest). More beautiful memories were made from that point on—this time, not just as best friends.

All that and your small, intimate wedding occurred in early April. Just when you thought that it'd be impossible to fulfill Maliksi's life goal of having a baby within the year (nine months of pregnancy meant that the earliest you'd give birth would be January next year), the impossible happened.

Exactly thirty-two weeks later, on New Year's Eve, the Armanaz herd welcomed one prince and two new princesses into the world. Triplets who were instantly adored by everyone in the clan.

Señor Armanaz had never been happier, and so were you and your husband. Your best friend. The love of your life. Your forever plus one.

Maybe being spontaneous wasn't so bad after all.

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[katyleen]

This is my first time posting something. Warning though I'm not good at writing and the characters are probably OOC. Enjoy the story :D

[FNF] Lucian x reader

Found this art in instagram: franbobisdrawing

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Y/n's POV

I was chatting with Girl, Carol, and Annie when suddenly we heard a commotion and a...rap battle?

"Hey, let's check it out." I said.

"Sure. I'm also curious what's happening there." Girl said while standing up. Soon we all stood up and went to the crowd. We managed to squish ourselves to the front and I saw a boy with blue hair battling someone who's carrying a baseball bat.

'They're pretty good. I wonder what're their names?' I thought to myself as I continue to watch the battle. Eventually the battle ends and the blue haired boy is the winner. We all cheered loudly, kinda startling both of them.

"Woahh!! That was amazing!" Girl exclaimed, and I caught her staring at the blue haired boy.

'I am so teasing her later.' I silently giggled to myself as I clapped my hand.

"That was a really good battle." I said. I then looked at the boy with a baseball bat only to see him also looking at me. We both then look away quickly.

'Holy crap he's gonna think I'm staring at him like a creep.'

"Hah! Is that all you got, Lucian?" The blue haired boy asked, snapping me out of my thought.

"What happened to the smirk on your face? Guess I wiped it right off, huh? Just goes to show that bring 'edgy' doesn't mean you're good at anything." He finished. I frowned hearing those words. 'Lucian' looked away when he said that.

"HEY! You can't just say that to him. That's rude!" I glared at him.

"Hey Y/n calm down-" Girl said but I continued anyways.

"If you think you can just insult anyone like that, then you're gravely mistaken. Can I borrow that mic please?" I asked Lucian as he hesitated but gave me the mic anyways.

"Let's have another rap battle. Right here. Right now." I demanded. He seemed nervous but tried to look brave anyways.

"I-I'm not scared of you." He stuttered a little.

"Well you should be."

We then start the battle with me using a lot of tricky notes and keeps on getting faster. He can't keep up and eventually loose the battle.

"This is what you get for making fun of people." I told him. I then went up to where Lucian is and handed him his mic back.

"Thank you for letting me borrow your mic." I said.

"N-no problem." He replied.

"Y/n that was so awesome! I didn't know you can rap?" Carol asked, walking up to me.

"I've been practicing actually. Anyways break time is almost over. Let's go to our class." I said and we walk away from the crowd, not noticing someone is staring at me.

Lucian's POV

I didn't expect to loose to some random guy I didn't even know, not to mention being completely made fun off. I could tell Abby was about to say something until someone spoke up.

"HEY! You can't just say that to him. That's rude!"

It was the same girl as the one I accidentally made eye contact with.

"If you think you can just insult anyone like that, then you're gravely mistaken. Can I borrow that mic please?" She asked me. I hesitate whether I should give her the mic or not but complied in the end.

She declared another rap battle in front of everyone. When she started rapping I couldn't believe how good she was. The guy obviously lost and she returned the mic to me.

"Thank you for letting me borrow your mic." She said.

"N-no problem." Damn why did I stutter?!

She and her friends then left the crowd and I couldn't help but stare at her until I couldn't see her.

"Dude you're staring." Abby nudged me playfully.

"Wh-I did not." I said, crossing my arms.

"Let's get back to class. Break time is almost over." I said, trying to end the converstation.

"Whatever you say simp." Abby snickered.

"Shut up. You almost went ballistic on that guy too if it wasn't for that girl."

"Yeah I don't like him at all." She grumbled in anger.

"Wait-what was her name again?" Abby asked.

.......well I didn't get to know her name.

"I think her name is Y/n. She's in class (wherever Girl's class is)." Tac said.

"We better thank her after school then. Better yet, let's asked her to hang out with us sometimes. I know someone will like that idea." Abby said, looking at me.

"Shut up already." I said clearly embarrassed, but feeling a little happy cause I can see her again.

Few hours later...

"This is her class right?" I asked, making sure we're not in the wrong class.

"Yep. This is it." Tac answered.

"I see her. C'mon let's go." Abby said, signalling us to follow her. We then saw Y/n packing her stuff in her bag but didn't see her friends. Probably already went home first.

"Excuse me..." She looked up confused.

"Can I help you? Oh wait-you guys are from earlier!" She gasped in realization.

"Yep. I'm Abby. This is Tac and he's Lucian. We just want to say thank you for earlier today and want to know if you'd like to hang out with us sometimes."

"Oh it's no problem at all. I just can't stand people like that. And sure, I'd like to hang out with you guys" She said, smilling.

'I swear her smile is so adorable not gonna lie.'

"Cool. Feel free to sit with us tomorrow at lunch. Are you going home after this?" Abby asked.

"Yep. My friends already went ahead first. Why did you ask?" She asked, tilting her head a little.

"Then do you want Lucian to walk you home? Y'know...just to make sure you're ok." Abby explained, giving me a smirk.

'Abby I swear I'm gonna-'

"Oh uh...sure if he doesn't mind." She said nervously.

"I don't mind." I said, trying to keep cool when on the inside I'm screaming.

"Ok it's settled. See you guys tomorrow." Abby and Tac waved goodbye and ran off outside. It was silent for a moment.

"...are you ready to go now?" I asked.

"Huh? Oh yeah I'm ready. Let's go!" She said.

We walked in akward silence for a while but little by little we totally warmed up to each other. Turns out we have lots in common. Too bad it only lasted for a while though cause we're already at her house.

"...y'know...I'm really glad I met you today." She started.

"Welp...thank you for walking me home Lucian." She said. She then kissed my cheek and hurriedly went to her door.

"S-see you tomorrow Lucian." She waved at me and closed the door. I was still frozen, processing what just happened.

'She kissed my cheek....and her blushing face is cute...' I thought to myself as I put a hand on the cheek that she kissed. I'm definitely having a crush on her. It's like love at first sight.

'Can't wait to see her tomorrow.' I smiled at that thought.

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I'm not satisfied with the story and the ending but at least it's something :)

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[fayeimara]

Meant To Be Series || One For Every Billion

Episode 2. Next Time, Make it Up Twice

*Both Written and SMAU parts this episode*

"I'm in love with soba, oh my god!" You're still relishing the meal you just finished as you walk with Toshi and his friends to grab some boba.

Tendou chuckles, "I think you only like it because of that character in your favourite manga."

"ONE of my favourite mangas, thank you. But yes, he's so cute just quietly eating his soba for lunch. Like, I'd definitely love it just for him, but I did actually enjoy it."

Semi smiles at your excitement, "You should try it hot too, it's different."

"Yes, yes. Of course, I will at some point but I'm soo full right now I can't think of more food."

"Do you not want the boba, then?" Toshi looks over at you seriously but you're already smiling and shaking your head.

"Of course I do, that's not food, Toshi!"

"Oh okay. I'll help you pick something light if you want."

"Thank you!"

The door chimes as you walk into the shop but you pause just inside to check your phone when you feel its persistent buzzing. You had updated your twitter and your friends are giving you grief over the picture of your lunch. Yeah, yeah, you wanted to try it because you simp for icy hot boys, so what? It's good to try new things.

You're firing off a reply to their sarcastic (read: jealous) comments when the door chimes again and then you're stumbling because something just knocked into you.

"Ow- shit!" That's not your voice. You don't think you've made a sound but you don't recognize that yet.

What you do register first as you're falling forward is how you're grateful because it's definitely not the hard door that hit your back and head, and you're lucky because you really shouldn't have been standing right there. Then you realize you're about to fall on your face because your hands are frozen clutching your phone. Just as that thought flits through your head faster than your lack of a quick reaction, you strangely find yourself floating before you can face plant on the floor and thank god because, ew, germs. Also, potentially ouch.

You're a little thrown off so it takes you a moment to realize you didn't make like another one of the characters in that particular manga and develop a float quirk. No, there's a toned arm that's caught you around your waist and now you're more than just a little thrown off.

You're sure you're blushing in embarrassment as you're carefully set right side up and turn to apologize to the owner of the savior arm.

"I'm so sorry!" You hear an apology at the exact same time it flies from your own mouth and you pause because you're melting into chocolate eyes that are probably as wide as your own.

Wha- You're looking up into the face of an angel! But no, really, omg it's a seriously cute boy. And why do you want to touch his hair??

He does look like he's genuinely sorry but his face relaxes as both your eyes hold and he smiles (quite charmingly), before calmly responding first "It's my fault, so I really am sorry for knocking you over, pretty girl. I was walking backwards and didn't see you there."

You raise your eyebrows, stuck on that for a second and accidentally blurting, "Who walks through a door backwards??" in genuine curiosity before your eyes widen, "I mean, no, but it's not your fault either! I'm the one that stopped right in front of said door, I really should have just moved up before checking my phone."

His hand reaches up to rub the back of his head in that way that really makes guys look cute when they're a little at a loss for words. At least that's what you think until he says, "Maybe we can make it up to each other, if you haven't ordered yet?"

"Oi!" An irritated voice calls out from behind him, "Can you let the rest of us in before you start flirting?!"

He lets out a light laugh before moving aside and two others cute guys enter. Like, what's with the air in Miyagi?!?

"Sorry Iwa-Chan, but I needed to make sure this angel didn't get hurt falling (for) because of me." He winks at you but you're a little lost in thought because you're thinking about how you like the way he talks. It's a little like he's singing at times and maybe it's because of his melodic voice but either way, it's pretty cute. You're going into overload and you have to consciously stop yourself from holding your hands to your cheeks. You really hope you're not still blushing, ugh.

You meet eyes with the intense one and like, hello, hi, I'm here for this vibe. The guy meets your eyes before quickly flicking his away. But then you swear he makes a conscious effort to bring them back to rest on yours and politely asks, "I hope you're okay?" You're smiling in reassurance when he adds, "This idiot is trouble on legs, so I'm sorry for him."

You burst out laughing and they're looking at you in surprise so you just shake your head and explain, "I think my friends have said the exact same words about me. No, we're all good, I really appreciate it."

And thank you, mother, for your own charming smile because all three boys blush but don't look away.

Point to pretty boy #1 though because he regains his composure the fastest and pouts, "Iwa-chan is so mean to me, angel, please don't listen to him. If I do accidentally cause trouble, I swear I'm good at making it up."

"I don't know if I can say the same?" You smirk but he grins.

"So let me make it up then, and buy you some boba?"

"Oikawa." Ah, there's Toshi, a little late for backup but you guess you did fine without a wingman.

Wait, wait. The pretty boy's smile dims and he's looking over your shoulder at where your cousin's voice came from. He's straightened up and his posture kind of yells belligerent attitude.

"Ushiwaka-chan. Tell me Miyagi isn't really this small." Wow, there's a bite in his words but like, you're liking it. What can you say? You're a fan of hidden depths.

"I am surprised to see you as well. Not as surprised as when I heard you truly chose another school over Shiratorizawa."

Okay, hmm, you're looking over at the friend he called Iwa and he's rolling his eyes, so clearly there's tension.

The pretty guy, who you're guessing is Oikawa, drops his smile completely. "Well, that was fast. Nice chat, but if you'll excuse me, I was in the middle of a conversation with a new friend."

"You know Y/n?" Toshi's at your side now and sounds pretty surprised but it's not as amusing as your new friend's reaction when he looks back and forth between the two of you in a sort of disbelieving realization. What dots is he connecting, exactly? Because, you'd like to know.

"Y/n, huh? I- didn't realize you had a girlfriend..?" He's questioning hesitantly, good boy, no jumping to conclusions. Just get your feet wet, I guess.

"We're cousins." You and Toshi end up talking at the same time like twins or something and it's a little comical.

Oikawa's mouth drops for a split second before pursing his lips and addressing you, "Well, I guess I can't hold family against you. It's not like you chose him as your cousin."

You let out a wry chuckle with an equally dry grin on your face, "But I did."

"What?" He's blinking down at you in confusion so you elaborate just a little.

"Toshi. I did choose him, actually." You're highly amused at this point and you like having the advantage, so you're going to leave it at that.

He does try to push, though, you think it's curiosity since that is a pretty odd statement. "Like, to spend time with him, or acknowledge him or something? I won't hold that against you either, angel. Family first, that's sweet."

"Uh.. no." You just smirk and his eyes narrow as his head tilts. Yeah, he knows you're definitely messing with him now, he's just not sure how.

It's all good though, because Toshi's timing is on point now, "Y/n, I hope you don't mind but I picked you a drink I thought you might like."

You look over to him happily, "Really?"

"Yes.. you said that would be okay previously?"

"Of course, Toshi, I really appreciate it!" You look over at Oikawa with a sweet smile, "It was nice .. having you run into me, I suppose. I didn't get to thank you for - or maybe even take you up on - your offer, but I do appreciate it as well. So.. thank you, pretty boy, but I can't be rude and ignore my friends that I'm here with today."

He follows your gaze over to the table your new Shiratorizawa friends have grabbed for all of you. They're chatting casually but clearly looking over though you don't quite know why.

Oikawa looks a little conflicted and disappointed when you turn back to each other, so you add, "Feel free to run into me again and maybe then we can make it up to each other twice."

You can literally feel your trademark playful smile on your face so you know that's what pulls his own begrudging smile in response. Works like a charm, but it's genuine.

He studies you for a moment, "Then I hope Miyagi really is small, so I can hold you to that."

Then he looks back at Toshi with full force attitude so it's time to step away. As you walk away you hear his friend Iwa say something about telling his mom he swore. And when you hear that musical cadence of his reply but not his specific words, you can't help but look back.

They're up at the counter and his friends are ordering but, oh wow, he's just leaning back against it... looking right at you. Ahh, caught. He smirks at you, but clearly he was looking too, so you just return his smirk with a raise of your eyebrow and make sure you're the first to look away.

Leave 'em wanting more, it's a good motto to live by.

The rest of the afternoon is chill, you rejoin the Shiratorizawa boys and they explain the dynamic between Toshi and Oikawa in the most hilarious way so you're all just teasing him and laughing. You realized at some point during their explanation that you'd heard of this guy from Toshi a couple times and never thought much of it. But now.. he's a real person to you so you're definitely a little more interested beyond your cousin's innate desire to pull together an overpowered team.

Tendou also makes you recount the entire encounter from near face plant to Toshi's interruption before Semi and Soekawa have enough and decide to move on. It's even better, they have you laughing so hard and your sides in stiches from retaliating with funny stories about Tendou and Toshi or Coach Washijo impressions.

If you said you didn't end up glancing over at another group seated several booths down during the time you were there, you'd be lying. If you said you didn't connect with warm brown eyes every time, that would also be a lie. What you really couldn't say is if you enjoyed your boba or not because the butterflies that took residence in your stomach were the only other thing you noticed until you left the shop.

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Behind The Scenes!

-Y/n really gets along with Semi but he reminds her of a certain someone

-She and her friends are night owls which is how they're able to respond to her so fast at even 2am or 3am their time (EST)

-We all know the show referenced right? (If not, I would highly recommend watching Boku No Hero Academia/My Hero Academia)

-The angel/devil theme might be played on a lot, her school is literally Ashwood Devils and her national league is Aurora Angels

-I like to think the characters who make those comments or use those terms in application to Y/n all realize the irony at some point, even if it's not explicitly written out in the story

A/N: I realized I forgot to add the first pic (the twt about all the Shiratorizawa reactions) to the end of the last chapter, which is where it was supposed to go. So, even though, I'll go back and fix that, I'll also add it here for anyone who's already read that chapter. Sorry guys! Once again, thanks for bearing with me while I figure out the social media stuff. Feel free to point out any mistakes to me too! Sometimes I'm creating this stuff when I haven't slept 30+ hours so... there's bound to be things I miss or get wrong :)

I also changed 'Extras' to 'Behind The Scenes'! Same concept for small thoughts that might supplement the story where you're currently at and provide background or additional commentary but renamed to fit the theme a little better, I guess. What do you guys think - does it even matter? Do you guys read any of this or just here for the fic and skip by? Genuinely curious to know (:

Aaand, didn't think I'd need this but you made my day:

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[marshieee]

"I like her please help me"

Kageyama x author.

A/N: So i have decided that i'll be a side character in my stories cause why not? I want to be part of "Y/N's life", you could say i'm a oc HAHAHAHAH. Idk but i just wanted to write kageyama.

Hmmm, this is strange. Kageyama since when did he started to come here at school so early? More importantly he doesn't sleep at lunch anymore, oh speaking of the devil

"Hey kageyama! You're early again"

"Ah good morning aj"

"What's up with you? You've been arriving at school so early these past few days"

He started to panic his cheeks tinted rosy pink and turned away. Oho? What's this? Kageyama tobio getting flustered? Well this is a sight to see.

"Ah hahaha w-well i thought t-that i should s-start coming to s-school early you know?! Change of hea-- i mean change of routine"

Oyaaaaa~ he's also stuttering oh my what happened kageyama? A smirk started to spread across my face.

"Wow~ that's good kageyama~ i am sooooo proud of you~"

He suddenly turned to me and i could tell he's suspicious of me. I just smiled at him, awww kageyama don't be like that even tho you won't tell me about this phenomenon that is happening to you, i'll make sure that i will know the answer.

I don't simp ranpo-san in bungo stray dogs for nothing.

"What's up with you?"

"What's what with me?"

"You're acting fishy"

You're the one to talk you little shit.

"Me? No way! Anyways did you do your math homework?"

First i'll observe.

It was already lunch and as usual kageyama isn't sleeping, man is i don't want to assume right away but i'm betting that this dude is inlove like look at him he's literally looking at the hallway it's like---

--WOAH WAIT HOLD ON!! He's not sleeping during lunch hour is because he's waiting for someone who usually pass by our classroom. I whipped my head towards him, oh look at this lover boy so serious.

"Ahem, hey kageyama let's go out"

His eyebrows furrowed as he quickly turned around, his reaction is screaming *i can't believe you*

"I'm sorry aj i'm not inter--"

"Don't misunderstand you dumbass wanna die?"

"O-oh um like go out in the hallway? Sure"

Why this little shit can't you tell i'm helping you with your love life. While we're at the door kageyama looked from left to right as if he doesn't want to be seen.

"What are you doing"

"Hah? Ah um well maybe somebody might be running in the hallway i can't have my wonderful bestfriend to get injured now do we?"

"Please stop that you're creeping me out"

We were just vibing he looking at the window and i couldn't careless i'm waiting for that girl kageyama's into. Drinking my coffee milk i heard him gasp and i turned to him confused, i can clearly see his eyes were gleaming i followed his eyes.

CHOCKED, NO WAY!!! I looked at kageyama again and back to the girl. Holy shit he likes L/N Y/N ?! You're kidding right?! But wait no kageyama's eyes are practically shining right now. So y/n huh oho~ tobio-sama you're really are something.

"Come on let's head inside"

"Eh?! But we just got here!"

"Uh no we've been here for ten minutes"

"But--"

"Don't tell me you're looking at someone down there right now?"

"H-Hah?! Of course not! Let's go"

Awww don't lie kageyama sir. Kageyama sat down with a frown in his face, this guy's having a tantrum what are you? A kid? I poked his shoulder and with a grumble he turned to me.

"What?"

"Whoah easy! having a tantrum eh?"

"I'm not!"

"Oh yeah"

"Tsk what do you want?"

"I have a question"

"What is it?"

"Do you like L/N Y/N?"

Kageyama's face was so red when he heard what i said. Ding ding ding ding!!! I KNEW IT HE DOES LIKE Y/N!!!

"Wha-what are you saying"

"Awww such a bad liar tobio-sama, your reaction is enough to answer my question"

He was surprised but instantly sighed slumping into his desk. "Am i that obvious?"

"Yes very much"

"Ugggggh!!! YOU BETTER NOT TELL ANYBODY"

"Jeez of course i won't but if you shout people would probably know."

"I can't believe you found out"

"Well it was quite easy actually"

"Ugh"

I gave an airy laugh. "You know why don't you just confess to her?"

"Wow easier said than done, coming from someone who has a boyfriend"

"Heh but seriously when kisumi confessed to me i exploded! Like i've been waiting for him to do that you know! So maybe y/n is just waiting for the all glorious king to confess"

"Yeah sure whatever"

Aaaahhh this is hopeless HE'S HOPELESS!!!

I was playing mario kart with my boyfriend when my phone rang, i picked it up and placed it on my right ear.

"Hello?"

"Aj"

"Oh hey kageyama-- HEY THAT'S NOT FAIR!"

"What are you doing? Are you busy?"

"Not really just playing video games with kisumi"

"Disgusting"

"You're just jealous cause you can't do anything like this with y/n"

"Tsk"

"So--oh fuck!-- what do you want?"

"I like her so please help me"

I immediately dropped my console when kageyama said that, what? Wait what?!

"Did-- did i just hear you right? You're asking for my help?"

"Yes and believe me i'm embarrassed right now"

"OHMYGOSH KAGEYAMA YOU'RE FINALLY GONNA CONFESS?!"

"Wait kageyama likes someone?!"

My boyfriend kisumi asked as he also drops his console mouth open and clearly SHOCKED. I just nodded he immediately went beside me

"YO KAGEYAMA I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU LIKE SOMEONE!!! A PERSON TO BE EXACT I THOUGHT YOU JUST LIKE VOLLEYBALL!"

"Ow! Why do you have to shout idiot!"

I pushed him away as i remove my phone and held it i pressed the loud speaker so that kisumi could respond to kageyama without shouting.

"Ah hello kisumi-san, uh yeah well i'm surprised too"

"So who's this lucky girl?"

"Oh she's a cute girl from our school!!! I can't blame kageyama for liking her"

"Oho~ is that so?"

"Please stop it you two i'm already embarrassed"

"So you want my help?"

"Yes please"

"Ok then i'm gonna help you with your pathetic love life"

"Pathe-- thanks"

"Leave it to me my friend!!!"

"Hey! Y/N!"

"Hi Aj!! Thanks for helping me out last time"

"Oh you know girls gotta have each other's back"

"So what's up?"

"So like i'm kinda helping the volleyball club but i can't make it today but i promised kageyama to help out so...is it ok if you could substitute me?"

Oh please say yes PLEASE SAY YES!!!, Y/N smiled and nodded which made me explode with euphoria.

"Sure"

"ONYGOSH THANK YOU YOU'RE A LIFESAVER!!! Be at the gym afterclass thanks again y/n"

I jogged away from her and immediately texted kageyama.

Mission complete tobio-sama it's all up to you now

Let me narrow down the plan that yours truly made, it's kinda cliche but thankfully the volleyball club doesn't have any practice right now so we asked suga-san the keys for the gym and it's up to kageyama how he'll plan this romantic set up in the gym.

"Hahahaha i can't wait what will happen"

#haikyuu oneshot #haikyuu scenarios #kageyama #kageyama oneshot #kageyama scenarios

[incorrecttwoset]

Lesson time with Dani:

I think the lesson we all learned here today is that I probably shouldn't look down on kpop too much. But then, I have listened to a lot of vocaloid and read along with the lyrics which get pretty intense sometimes. I would give examples but Prof. Nic has gone through many a phase and I cannot remember all of them. (And some i dont want to remember)

So, lets get on with the... songs? Pieces? Lyrics? Shall we?

1. Opera: Verdi - La Travita, Aria: Sempre Libera (Always Free), Character: Violetta. Lol i seriously thought that this was a pop song I havent heard of. But when i realized how this game was gonna go, aka when they revealed that it was opera and a translation thing, i stepped up my guessing game. But like SERIOUSLY THOOOOO. Who could've known? (Probably the singer or a person who actually understands the language) But damn son. Quiz-sama ain't playin aROUND.

2. Pop: Arianna Grande - Imagine. When i read the lyrics, i knew iMMEDIATELY. Why wouldn't I when I live with a sister who blared this fucking sing day in and out. (No offense sis, no offense Arianna) But like, when i saw that Twoset thought this was an opera? Oh bOI. Thank goodness I'm great at controlling my reactions. Because fam, I would've laughed my ass off in disbelief like what the fuck. I'd understand Brett's ignorance but Eddy too? Damn. (Brett's lofi intensifies)

3. Pop: Billie Eilish - . I honestly thought that this was like- okay, my thought process had phases. First sentence I thought "okay this sounds like that one Arianna Grande song." When I got to the "set fire" part, I thought "adele?" And then when i read "burn", i thought "is this that really old song? The "and im gonna let it burn burn burn" thing?" As you can see, all my song guesses were wrong. At least I got the genre. And like me, the bois were learning. (Cue that bear grylls meme)

4. Opera: Tchaikovsky- Eugene Onegin, Aria: Ya lyublyu vas, Olga (I love you, Olga), Character: Lensky. Like what Eddy said, this one's pretty obvious. Also, "I can see why people like opera now. I'm getting old." "Why yes, I do love opera as well." I say, a not legally an adult person. But like, seriously tho. Opera is good. Granted, I havent listened to a lot and to be frank the only opera I've listened to all the way is the Magic Flute but like- its good stuff. Only thing I want is to be able to appreciate it better. (Also check out Patricia Janeckova's recording of the Doll Song. I love it, its wonderful)

5. Opera: Donizetti - Lucia di Lammermoor, Aria: Il Dolce Suono (The Sweet Sound), Character: Lucia. I'll admit that Eddy's singing threw me off a lil but I guessed opera. With... not a lot of conviction. Sounded like something Lana del Rey would write okay.

6. Opera: Mozart - Don Giovanni, Aria: Madamina, il catalogo e questo (Dear lady, this is the list), Character: Leporello. I thought that this was either some really obscure rap, or weird opera. I couldn't decide so I just let it play out. When I saw it was opera, I was confused. Then, I wasn't because I saw that Mozart wrote it. I swear, Mozart would make a killing as a rapper or some kind of foulmouthed idol if he was born in modern times. Also, small Edwina and Brettany cameo!!!!!

7. Opera: Bizet - Carmen, Aria: Tout Doux, Moniseur (Softly, Sir), Character: Carmen. Honestly, by this point of the video (when I watched it for the first time) I was just straight guessing opera. Although, if the lyrics were rephrased, this line could fit in perfectly somewhere in a pop song. And also, I did not expect the dRAMATICNESS of the singing when they played that excerpt. Like, wOW OKAY. I mean it makes sense for Carmen as a character... and the language they used it in... and the style of opera... okay I really can't say anything about the extraness can I?

8. Pop: Billie Eilish - No time to die. I knew it was pop. (Rhyme scheme and lyric pattern and subject matter too predictable babey) But the fact that it was by Billie Eilish was what confused me. Idky, but them lyrics givin me Taylor Swift vibes. Or Lana del Rey vibes if you slow it down and make it "dreamy".

9. KPOP: Blackpink - Kill this love. This one was sUUUUUPER ambiguous to me. It was very eloquent and poetic in a sense. But then it also gave out pop vibes. I couldn't answer though I leaned more towards opera. But when i saw that it was Blackpink's Kill this love? My brain melted out my ears. I mEAN ITS IN KOREAN ITS A TRANSLATION THING. That still doesn't excuse the fact that im very- aSDFGHJKL about it.

10. Opera: Dvorak - Rusalka, Aria: Mesicku na nebi hublokem (Song to the moon), Character: Rusalka. This one was very obviously opera to me. But dem kpop lyrics threw me for a loop man! I went opera but yall, I was dOUBTING.

11. Pop: Charlie Puth - Attention. Was there really any need to guess this one? Although, if you've never been exposed to pop music and are hearing them for the first time then thats okay. We're all learning.

12. Opera: Mozart - Cosi Fan Tutte (All Women Do It), Aria: In Uomini in Soldati (In men, in soldiers), Character - Despina. I sincerely thought that this was a really obscure rap. And I wasn't surprised when it said that Mozart wrote this opera. (His creepy smiling face tho...)

13. Pop: Justin Bieber - Sorry. Like I said in number 11, was there really any need to guess. And Brett's (albeit braindead) singing of Super Junior's Sorry Sorry is- aUGHCK MY STAN HEART. I WAS ALREADY SLAUGHTERED BY HIM WEARING THE VIOLIN BUTTON UP AND HIS ADORABLENESS AND HIS DADDYNESS OTHER NON ADORABLE QUALITIES. Ughhhhh. Jesus christ i really have to simp for Brett in each of these posts huh?

14. Pop: Taylor Swift - Delicate. I thought that this was fOR SURE an Arianna Grande song. Because of that one song with the sleep thing. But ugh, Eddy's assumption of the song was just too good not to be mentioned. (And also because i need to fill these paragraphs but like- dat voice dow) And oh gOD SEEING THEM LAUGH TOGETHER AND VIBE LIKE THAT? IM- wow look I just died of blood loss.

15. KPOP: BTS - On. Brett picking opera and falling off his chair is me. Quiz-sama. Mercy. Mercy pLEASE. Dude, translated kpop is intense.

Also editor-san was on fIRE TONIGHT. The sass was very string today. Fuck, i LOVE IT. Wait. Holy shit I just realized something. Editor-san, subtitler-san, and quiz-sama. The holy trinity of subtle twoset humor and behind the screen action. The cast is huge and i am a simp for all of them.

#lesson time with dani #you know i was gonna save this lil tag section for editor-san appreciation and brett simping #but turns out i already did those two things in the actual post #so instead im gonna talk about how beautiful twoset looks on tv. #yes. #my first viewing of this video was on my tv. #my god the dETAIL #the cLARITY #the aCTUALLY NOT BLURRY FOR ONCE #it is an experience that i cannot describe #because its just so- ASDFGHJKL #and also it is 1 am and my brain is falling apart as we speak #i probably shouldn't have procrastinated on this post #twosetviolin #twoset violin #twoset #eddy chen #brett yang #editor-san #editor san #subtitler-san #subtitler san #quiz sama #quiz-sama #opera #opera music #pop #pop music #kpop #kpop music