#t.003

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Closed for @glitchfms | Gabriel & Cricket @ White Willow Winery - Movies Beneath the Stars

"So I know they're saying Scooby Doo is meant for families or something..." Gabriel murmured to Cricket, looking over the crowds of families with young children that were preparing for the movie. "But...and Dracula and Jurassic Park are great, don't get me wrong...but..." he gestures vaguely towards the 'family oriented' section. "At what age do you stop loving Scooby Doo, really?"

[theazureblade-archive]

unprompted starter for @eorzeasaved

The sun is filtering unfettered into the small room where Estinien lies, unmoving, unconscious, but it will soon dip below the horizon and cast the room into darkness.

Aymeric has been here for hours, sitting diligently at Estinien's side, taking his paperwork within and working on it there. Other guests have come and gone – Alphinaud and the Warrior of Light in particular have visited. None have stayed so long as Aymeric; for, despite how busy he is, there is nowhere in the world he would rather be.

He currently had been reading a book when he glanced up and thought he had seen movement underneath those closed eyelids, and so he sets his book aside and waits to see if Estinien wakes up.

But there is nothing.

Sighing, he picks up his book again, but he can't get into it. Not when there are so many things he would like to say. Things that he may not get the chance to say again. The chirurgeon says Estinien will likely be fine, that he only needs rest, but...

“If I lose you now, I will never forgive myself,” Aymeric starts, voice quiet. “You know that, right? You have to come back to me now. I know we haven't always seen eye to eye on things, and I know things have been...difficult lately, with everything going on. But that does not change the fact that mean so much to me. If I were to lose you...I don't know what I would do.”

[kenxmatsui]

📲 — meena & ken

@cantfightmoonlight

Ken: Did you know I had your number? I'm far too used to you entering my head. Anyways. Two things.

Ken: How are you getting on?

Ken: Do you recall me mentioning a ring when I came to see you? She said yes.

[woodcries]

36. please, please, please - sabrina carpenter

　　' 𝐈 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐍𝐎 𝐃𝐎𝐔𝐁𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐑𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐏𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄, but seeing as this involves the alienage, i would rather handle the talking part myself. please. ' it was embarrassing enough that things had gotten so bad that outsiders were involved at all and she had little good will for human nobles. but with her father taken, as well as several others, the situation seemed dire enough for her to put aside her pride and put trust in someone else.

@elliscousland / spotify wrapped starter call.

[ripgray-moved]

@lilacfancy offered: tug ( sender pulls the receiver's hair ), mark ( sender gives the receiver a hickey/love-bite )

𖤐  ⸻ Peter thinks he might just be getting the hang of this 'making out' business. After the first couple times spent learning the rules and mapping out boundaries, the rhythm of things feel tantalisingly familiar Like clockwork, they return to this newfound routine; she finishes her day up at the bakery before making her way to his house. Peter has a coffee waiting for her when she arrives. They talk— and then they find themselves on the couch, the cartoon of the day fading into the background.

Having a girlfriend is new. Exciting. And after the near-death he experienced, Peter more than feels they've earned this.

When Lily crawls into his lap, easing him gently back against the couch cushions, he does not resist. In fact, he revels in it; her gentle weight a comfort, her mouth hot and wet and good. Kissing her sweetly prompts shivers, but kissing her like he is now— deep and greedy, his tongue more at home in her mouth than in his own— brings him need. It shows in the way he clutches her to him, hands no longer hesitant as they cup her ass and squeeze.

It must provoke her, because the next thing he knows she's tightening her fingers in his hair and tugging his head firmly to one side. The brief sting wrenches a gasp equal parts surprised and enthusiastic from his throat, eyes bright with fervour as they steadily roll shut. The feeling of her teeth on his neck is not only fresh but ruthlessly hot, a wave of arousal rushing through his body as a soft moan of approval slips out before he can think to stifle it.

❛ Fuck... ❜ Peter keens heatedly, baring his neck all the more to her in an act of willing submission. ❛ Ah, more... I want the others to see when they come over tomorrow. ❜

[linagram]

i think it's so funny how the expectations duo is like.. the most dangerous prisoner pair right now. yes, we have kei and eiko. yes, both kei and eiko come from families of criminals. yes, kei has five victims and eiko had the most brutal murder method. yes, both of them are horrible people. yes, one of them has already ruined eiji's life and the other one can make it even worse.

but we also have an elementary school teacher and a guy who works at burger king and they're actually more terrifying.

[freshthoughts2020]

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[ravensrevcnge]

Closed for @mystycfics | Gabriel & Juniper @ Midnight Mirage Reopening Masquerade

It had taken some luck and quite a bit of searching to pull together an outfit that was both cheap and at least relatively dressy enough for the masquerade. He wasn't sure whether or not this type of event was truly for him, but it hadn't taken too much convincing on the behalf of Juniper and Cricket to get him to agree to come along. So he'd dressed up, adorned a mask, and gone in with Juni, hopeful that it would be a good night.

"What are you drinking?" Gabe asked her as they approached the table of quick (and fancy looking) bites near the bar. He was thinking about maybe getting a drink of some sort, but probably only one or maybe at most two that contained alcohol. Why drink something if you didn't enjoy drinking it, right? And he wasn't really looking to get drunk.

[tzunaem]

i need to stop playing games

[aslandemirci]

Aslan could’ve likely cut the tension with a knife if he’d tried, but he wasn’t backing down, and when Mickey pressed in closer, her hand coming to rest against his middle, it only steeled his resolve even further. He’d always relished any close contact between them, but right now, it was giving him the push he needed to get them through this interaction. And maybe that was why he’d felt so emboldened to answer Azra’s question the way he had. No, he and Mickey hadn’t put a label on what they were doing, but he wasn’t about to downplay whatever was going on between them. Meeting Mickey’s gaze after he’d answered, Aslan offered up a small smile, one so quick that anyone else might’ve missed it, but that was alright– it’d only been meant for her anyway. He only winked in response to her question, figuring it was best to try and see Azra on her way before Aslan thought to show Mickey just how incredibly good ‘figuring it out’ could really feel. 

Slowly, but surely, Aslan could feel the tension ebbing and flowing until it all but left his shoulders, allowing him to relax the slightest bit, and he knew it was all due to how Mickey was leaning into him– the way she was steadying him with even those featherlight touches against his back. It was as though somehow, she knew even without asking, exactly what he needed from her. When he thought back on it later, Aslan fully expected that thought to terrify him, but for right now? It was like the eye of a storm, giving him a moment to breathe before he had to batten down the hatches again. 

Because Azra was, quite literally, a storm in human form. She was unyielding with little regard for who got battered in her path. And so it didn’t shock him when she’d started questioning him again. What did shock him, though, was when Mickey stepped in. He was taking care of me. The hand at her waist gave her another squeeze, mostly because he’d wanted to do this without airing any of Mickey’s dirty laundry from the night before. He’d wanted to protect her privacy, and so the fact that she’d hung it all out on a line, seemingly to help him out? Aslan owed her one, simply put. 

Azra’s gaze shifted from Mickey to Aslan, “A real knight in shining fucking armor, huh?” Her chin was raised and her eyes were narrowed, but even deep down, Azra wasn’t as totally pissed off as she appeared. Her brother had done a good thing, a thing that deserved her respect, even if it’d scared the shit out of her in the process. But would she let him know that? No. Otherwise, how would he ever learn his lesson? “I’m all for chivalry,” Azra started, looking between them both before honing in on Aslan, “and truly, I’m glad your friend is okay, but don’t ever pull some shit like this again– you hear me? Sen daha iyi biliyorsun.” 

Clearing her throat, she finally looked Mickey’s way again, “Wish I could say it’s been a pleasure, but,” Azra paused, choking back a laugh as she eyed her twin, “Glad no one’s dead– I’ll let you get back to…whatever this is,” she concluded, gesturing between the two of them before snatching up her purse and making her way out of Aslan’s apartment.

Hearing the door slam behind Azra, Aslan swallowed thickly, taking a moment to just...process the clusterfuck that had just occurred before he finally glanced down at Mickey, "Mick...I'm sorry about that. It's not...it's not her fault, alright? This shit is on me."

Mickey could hear the bite in Azra's voice, and if she'd been in any other position—not in Aslan's apartment facing off against his twin sister wearing no more than his t-shirt this early in the morning, that is—she might've squared up a little more and given a little bit of it right back to Azra. Thankfully, Aslan had just given her enough of a sign that she was on the right track, with the slight lean into her, and Azra's snark wasn't enough to take that away from her. She felt her face shift slightly, muscles tightening as her eyelids twitched into a glare before releasing. It took a lot of effort, but Mickey forced herself not to snap back or even let Azra see she was getting to her, at least as best as she could.

Aslan wanted her to stay, which was all Mickey needed. She hadn't even looked in Azra's direction when she asked, because as far as she was concerned, Aslan was the twin whose input mattered to her right now. The second he reached for her, Mickey gave him a silent nod, letting him know she'd heard him more than just verbally. Her free hand moved to rest on Aslan's abdomen, fingers grazing the bottom of his ribs as it settled into place there. Clearly, based on Azra's response, this was something she hadn't seen coming, and there was a tiny part of Mickey's heart that fluttered knowing that Aslan had come to her defense so quickly.

She your girlfriend or something?

The question would've made her flinch if Aslan's hand hadn't squeezed her waist, and the hand on his back slipped over to his waist in response. She was afraid it'd falter if she kept it on his back, loose enough to tremble with the weight of what his sister had just asked. They'd barely even talked about what they were, let alone labeled anything. Azra's question felt like a grenade thrown in before they'd had a chance to secure anything to the ground. When Aslan looked at her, Mickey prepared for the worst, for him to shut it down and tell her 'of course not'—doing her best to steel herself against it so she wouldn't show any emotion. Instead, his gaze softened, and hers did, too. His words made Mickey's heart flutter twice as hard as it had a moment before, and she smiled immediately. "We are?" The softness of the question wasn't lost on her, as though she was more in awe that he'd gone that route than asking him to clarify. If she wasn't careful, Mickey knew she'd launch herself up onto her toes to kiss Aslan right there in front of Azra—and she was just about to when Azra spoke again, pulling her from the bubble Aslan always seemed to pull Mickey into.

Instead of kissing him, Mickey turned her gaze to his sister and rested her head against his shoulder. The hand that rested on his hip slid under the hem of his shirt, finding a slow path across the skin of his back, fingertips moving across the scars she'd already started to memorize there. She didn't know why, but their shared connection felt stronger now that she'd removed the barrier of his shirt. Truth be told, it would make a lot more sense when she thought back on it later, because she and Aslan had always had a physical connection that was strongest when clothes came off. After Azra said her piece, Mickey watched Aslan to see how he wanted to play this, ready to stand by him no matter what.

But then, Aslan didn't immediately put the blame on her, which caught Mickey off guard. If he'd wanted to get Azra off his case, he easily could've just explained how she'd shown up drunk and medicated off her ass, and let it be what it was. Instead, he was taking full responsibility for it, and she wasn't about to stand by and let him do that. "He was taking care of me," Mickey interjected after a beat, shifting her gaze from Aslan to Azra. "I went out for some drinks with my friends and had a headache, so I asked a friend for some Tylenol. She accidentally gave me a benzo instead and I'd already had a few drinks, so I was fucked up pretty bad." Mickey cleared her throat, trying not to let the whole 'sounding like a complete mess' in front of his twin sister get to her. "I accidentally left my phone on the bar when they closed and my friends were headed into the city, so I got a ride from someone to Şerefe. Your brother brought me here to make sure I was okay. No sex, all respect and responsibility—despite my best efforts—so you can fault him for turning his phone off, but don't think it was just so he could get laid."

[cosmicallybound]

@fangier said, cosmo is throwing a scarf around her neck with a chuckle, pulling her closer and wrapping it around her with ease. “it’s cold out ~ i’d hate for you to catch cold.”

wide, luminous eyes stared up at cosmo before she buried her face in the scarf, hiding her red cheeks. truthfully, she had no need for the scarf, always running hot, but she held no desire to admit such. not when those brilliant, blue eyes looked at her like that. " ah. i... thank you. it was... much needed. " delicate fingers ran over the soft fabric in wonder.

unprompted || always accepting

[modanisgf]

NERVOUS , MEGAN SKIENDIEL .

"YOU GOT ME NERVOUS TO SPEAK; SO I JUST WON'T SAY ANYTHING AT ALL."

you had never really noticed megan before, yet she was in your chemistry class and hung out around your friend circle. so when you got partnered up for your chemistry final, you didn’t think much of it. though when you encounter your near death— a vigilante saved your life. and you hate to speculate but they seemed familiar, their voice, their tight grip on your waist. it all felt a little too similar to a certain girl in your chemistry class.

☆ PAIRING(S) : spiderman!megan x fem!reader

☆ WARNING(S) : profanity, mentions of blood, character endangerment, jokes about character death, kys/kms jokes

☆ TAGS : wlw, spiderman au, highschool au, megan is depicted as tom holland's peter parker (hes the most loser imo..), smau,

☆ FEATURING : katseye, intak of p1harmony, sunoo of enhypen, gyuvin of zerobaseone, eunchae of lesserafim, yunjin of lesserafim + mentioning of other idols ex) j-hope of bts as tony stark

💭 : HELLO... i'm back with the smaus and trust i'm working hard on this one 🔥 also if you've never watched the marvel spider-man movies this is heavily based off of them, but dwdw if there's anything extremely important to the plot i will explain it!! also a lot of written chapters.. it’s better for me to develop the plot

☆ PROFILES : katz | chem nerds | yn haters

001 — cry baby (half written)

002 — be alright (half written)

003 — tell y/n i love her 😭😭 (half written)

004 — so i owe spiderman my life

005 — party 4 u (written)

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