#(( and so cole starts forming a friendship ))

[col-eus]

…my coworker has tricked me…

…wait i should call her by her name…

…Rue has tricked me into helping her run errands…

…her klawf and floragato got banned from the grocery store for some reason…

…so i’m the next best thing apparently…

[gisellaaa]

i look at you wondering where your mind is at; you’re the first choice in my heart always

bb6 | being selected as a celebrity captain along side your brothers for the nhl all stars games was a situation you never thought of. leading up to the games, you made jack and quinn promise that brock would be the first pick. but after a small fight the morning of the games, you decide otherwise.

a/n this was fun to write and i love brock so much so if you guys want more bb6, please send some requests!! i’ll write a more smutty part two at the request of you guys :)

There were many things you loved that you had to give up due to your brother’s successful hockey careers. Your parents were already stressed out with three boys who all loved hockey, but you added stress on top of that. All your life, you never really enjoyed playing hockey. You played one year, just to prove to your mom you didn’t enjoy it. Ellen took the news with a heavy heart, but decided to give you options of what to pursue next. That’s when the entire Hughes family pinpointed your special talent. It wasn’t hockey, or volleyball, or golf even. It was singing.

After the realization, Ellen quickly found the best talent coach in Michigan for you. Moira, your singing coach, helped you develop the skills necessary for being the next big pop star. Fast forward to now, 20 years old, and you were jumping the charts. After opening on the Era’s tour for Taylor Swift, then the release of your first album Emails I Can’t Send, you were the next big thing. The media loved it all, they ate the news for breakfast.

Every single Hughes child was successful. Ellen and Jim got tons of recognition for raising successful children.

Currently, you resided in Vancouver with your older brother Quinn. Throughout the past years of living with him, you grew to adore his teammate Brock. What started as a friendship between two people who would confide in each other during tough times, blossomed into the dream healthy romantic relationship.

When you received the invitation to be a celebrity coach for the NHL All Stars game, you quickly accepted under one circumstance. That you’d coach alongside your brothers. Of course when the news was released, everyone went wild. On top of that, you got to join one of your close friends Tate as a coach. Tate had reached out one drunken night, asking for either your brother or Brock to fight Cole during a Canucks vs. Blue Jackets game. Since then, your friendship with her was as thick as thieves.

The morning of the All Stars draft had been going smoothly. You made Quinn and Jack to promise to pick Brock first, and they listened. You knew of their planning schemes with some of the other coaches, practically planning the draft before it happened.

You sat on the hotel bed, shoving cereal into your mouth. Brock was showering, getting prepared for the red carpet he had to attend before the draft. He came out, dressed in black pants and a white sweater. You furrowed your eyebrows at him, a curious look forming.

“What happened to your other outfit?” You asked, setting the cereal down on the bed side table. Brock quickly looked up at you, then looked back in the mirror. “Decided not to wear it.” Brock nonchalantly answered.

“Oh?”

“Don’t be like that, doll. It’s not anything crazy. Just figured I’d look more professional.” Brock explained, walking to sit on the bed. You scooted further away from him, a glare settling on your face. “So your first outfit wasn’t professional?” You asked, eyebrows raised.

“Why are you making it a big deal?” Brock’s voice came across aggressive, causing you to scoff. “Because it was your idea? And I was excited to see you wear it.” You stated, quickly getting off the bed.

Brock watched as you gathered your makeup bag and other things needed to get ready for the entire day. You started to head towards the door when you heard his voice again. “Where are you going?”

Your hand clasped the door handle, pulling to door open. “To my brother’s room. I don’t want to deal with you or this right now. Just know you upset me and I’m angry.” You stated, leaving the room quickly.

Quinn and Olivia’s room was a few doors down and you were convinced you’d enjoy being around them more than Brock right now. You knocked loudly, hearing some shuffling before Quinn opened the door. Before he got a chance to speak, you shoved past him, setting your things down.

“What are you doing?” Quinn asked, shutting the door behind him. “Or do I even want to know?”

“Brock made me upset and I don’t want to be around him. I figured Olivia would enjoy having a friend to get ready with.” You answered, looking around for her. The bathroom door quickly opened, Olivia standing in a robe with curlers in her hair. “Y/N!” Olivia smiled.

“Hi Olivia, Brock made me mad. Now I’m here.” You greeted her, a smile on your face. Olivia gasped, crossing her arms. “What did he do?” Olivia questioned. You glanced up at Quinn, who was definitely more curious than Olivia.

“He changed his outfit, so now he isn’t wearing his special shirt.” You stated, shrugging. Olivia’s eyes widened, a scoff falling from her lips. “You mean the shirt he paid like $80 for? The shirt that has your face on it? The one he specifically bought for this?” Questions quickly fell from Olivia’s mouth as disbelief spilled through her tone.

“I’m going to Jack’s. You guys have fun.” Quinn left the room, hearing enough from the story. “Yes that shirt! He said he wanted to be more professional.” You exclaimed, a sad look forming on your face.

“What an asshole!”

You and Olivia finished getting ready, but you had to be at the Scotia Bank Area sooner than her since you were a coach. When you arrived, you were immediately swarmed and overwhelmed by the girls wanting pictures and autographs. You tried your best to speak to everyone and at least hold a conversation with them. Your agent, Thalia, stayed close by. She ensured you were making good time. For one moment she stepped away for a phone call.

“They want you for interviews now, sweet heart.” Thalia informed, ushering you forward. You were led to a room filled with reporters, players, the other celebrity coaches and captains. Once you were spotted by Tate, she quickly ran over to you.

“Oh my gosh! You look so good.” Tate gushed, pulling you into a hug. You smiled, quickly reciprocating the gesture. “Thank you, you look great yourself.” You replied, pulling away.

“I was surprised when Brock was brought back here without you. Are you guys okay?” Tate asked, her voice quiet as reporters were currently interviewing Auston, Morgan, and Justin.

“Got in an argument this morning, so I’m not speaking to him.” You shrugged, ignoring his stares from across the room. “Guess he should be reminded that even though the draft is planned, I can still have a little fun.” You added, a devious smirk on your face.

“You are evil. I love it.” Tate giggled, pinching your shoulder softly. “Oops, gotta go, it’s my turn.” Tate waved, walking over to Cale and Nate. You moved over to your brothers and Elias.

“Pst. Can we wait till after we draft the last Goalie to pick Brock?” You whispered, the plan already forming in your head. Quinn, already knowing of the argument, rolled his eyes. “They got in an argument over his shirt.” Quinn quickly explained.

Elias had a confused look on his face, but let out a sigh. “I guess, but don’t you think that’s mean?” He asked, his eyebrows pinched together. “Mean? Sure, but I could be writing a song about him so what’s a little harmless fun?” You answered.

All four boys stared at you, then looked at each other. “If you don’t do it, I’m going to tell mom.” You spoke harshly, staring directly at your brothers. “You know how upset she gets when her brothers don’t listen to her only little princess,”

“Fine, fine. He will go after the goalies. Just don’t tell mom.” Quinn shook his head, slightly annoyed at his sister’s antics. “She’s got a point. Shouldn’t we be sticking up for our sister?” Jack agreed, gesturing towards you.

The rest of the interviews went well, except for when a reporter requested for you to do an interview with Brock. The interaction was tense, only short answers given from the both of you. You were sure the clips would quickly be on Twitter from your fan base, but oh well.

The draft started quicker than ever, the Hughes team getting the chance to pick the first player. You already told Brock that he was the intended first pick, but after deliberating with your brothers and Elias, Nikita Kucherov was going to be your first selection. You requested to be the person to announce it, just to see the look on Brock’s face.

“Team Hughes, are you ready for your first pick?” Jamie asked, looking at the group of four. Everyone nodded, agreeing on their final selection. You took a small step forward, a smile on your face as some fans cheered. “We chose Nikita Kucherov from the Tampa Bay Lightening,” You announced, eyes quickly locking to Brock.

Brock rolled his eyes, running a hand down his face. J.T. Miller nudged him, a curious look on his face. You shook Nikita’s hand, letting him go grab his jersey.

Quinn ended up picking most of his team, along with Brady Tkachuk, Jesper Bratt, and Cam Talbot. After a commercial break, the choice was back to the Hughes Team. You took a step forward, waiting for Jamie to give you the go.

“I guess, we are picking Brock Boeser. Even though he didn’t wear his shirt with my face on it, then was mean to me.” You scrunched your face, watching as Brock skated up while shaking his head.

You held your hand over your microphone as he pulled you into a hug. “You are in trouble, doll.” Brock mumbled in your ear, then promptly skated off to receive his jersey. You had a small smirk on your face, clapping as he received his jersey.

The rest of the event went smoothly, thankfully. Now you were pilled into Uber’s that were driving you to the bar that Auston Matthews rented out for the night. You were squished in between Brock and Elias, uncomfortably squirming in the seat at some of the potholes in the road.

Brock’s arm hung loosely behind your seat, his hand occasionally tugging at loose strands of your hair. To which you’d return a nudge at his side, and he would always react with a low chuckle.

“Scoot over, I know you are uncomfortable.” Brock leaned over to whisper in your ear. Jack was blasting music loudly in the Uber so it wasn’t hard for Brock’s voice to get drowned out by anyone but you.

You glared at Brock, but still scooted over to sit in his lap. “You still mad at me?” Brock continued to speak quietly, his hand squeezing at your exposed thigh.

You nodded, continuing the fun ignoring game you liked to play when you were mad. Brock hated it, despised it actually. Yet, you still did it because Brock would always find a pleasuring new way to deal with your attitude.

“Come on, don’t act like I don’t know what you did. I’m sure you loved convincing your captains to switch the draft order, all over a silly argument.” Brock spoke, tugging at another strand in your hair.

You looked at him in confusion, wondering who snitched to him. “You think Pettersson would keep it from me?” Brock now had an amused expression on his face.

Thankfully the conversation was put on pause as you arrived to the bar. Brock tapped your ass as you pushed open the door. Tonight, your plan was to continue to be angry at Brock, just to catch a reaction out of him. And boy, would it be a fun night.

[towriteloveontheirarms]

Smoke session (modern!Criston Cole x Reader)

synopsis: When Criston arrives at your place for a smoke session the two of you don´t know what is about to happen, but one thing is for sure, Neither of you is going to complain about it.

warnings: drug use (smoking weed), smut, pwp basically, mutual masturbation, 69, oral sex (m and f receiving), p in v, afab reader

word count: 2.1k

taglist: @hopelesswritergall @urmomsgirlfriend1 @bucknastysbabe

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Dividers by @firefly-graphics

“My knight in shining armour!” You greet Criston the moment he steps out of his car to walk up the driveway.

On bare feet you tap over the warm stones to wrap your arms around him for a moment before taking the plastic back out of his large hands. Then you pull him into a quick hug, earning a chuckle as he hugs you back.

“Have I ever told you that you are the best?” You giggle as the two of you go back inside.

“You might have mentioned something like that once or twice.” He chuckles, letting his dark eyes rest on you.

“Well, it can't hurt to be told again. Can it? Now come on in. I got everything ready. The only things missing are you and the snacks.” You urge him forward, settling on the couch and spreading out the bags and tubs next to drinks and spoons. Meanwhile Criston lights up the pre rolled goods and starts up the movie. Smoking and watching the TV is interrupted with little bouts of comfortable chatter here and there. While fleeting eyes caught as many glimpses as they could.

The way his lips looked wrapped so securely around the tip and how they formed around the smoke looks too tempting.

When the bud becomes too warm for you, you turn to him.

“You wanna shotgun the rest?” You hold up the bud that has two drags left.

“Sure.” Comes Criston's answer and to your surprise he plugs it from your fingers.

You shift so you can face him on the sofa and watch Criston's chest expand as he takes a deep drag from the joint. Shivering under his touch pulling you closer. Until your lips sealed for you to suck the smoke out of his lungs.

The action makes your face burn just as much as the harsh cough from the burning smoke of the weed in your lungs.

“Shit.” You curse out loud in a hoarse voice, bowing forward and away from him.

The warm palm of a hand rubs soothing circles into your back all the while. Gratefully you accept the bottle of water that you are being handed.

“Are you good?” The dark-haired man asks with a lingering smile.

“Yeah. Yeah, I´m fine. Just burns a bit.” You rasp through the unpleasant sensation in your throat.

You are still coughing lightly when you take the next drag from the joint. The two of you had been so close and the feeling of his lips on yours was out of this world. Yet your friendship had never alluded to ever potentially going in that direction. Ever.

You try to concentrate on the movie, but the little plot in it makes it all the harder.

Taking a deep breath, you let your hands slide off your body, to allow them to rest against your sides comfortably, unknowingly touching his thighs as well. Your attention is dead set on the movie that is playing on the tv and Criston´s even breathing beside you. Though it is hard to hear and understand what was going on in the movie. The two of you are quietly enjoying the buzz and the total relaxation it brought along. The silence between you is only broken when your fingers twitch instinctively. As a reaction to the movement against his thigh, Criston lets out a breathy whimper.

For the first time today, you allow yourself to really look at him, committing every last inch of him to your memory. The way the pristine white tank top puts his dark chest hair on display, the way his head is laid back to rest on the sofa as a new joint hangs from his lips. The picture your influenced mind paints is a very different one however. One that has you rubbing your thighs together in search for stimulation unconsciously.

Behind your eyelids there is a picture of Criston in the same position, but his eyes flutter and his whole body trembles. Chest heaving from overwhelming stimulation. Unbeknownst to you his thoughts drift off in a similar direction. The shorts he wears are growing tighter by the minute as his hardening cock twitches in its confines. Even more so when One of your tentative hands creeps up to lay high on his thigh, your thumb rubbing circles into it. One look towards you and he sees you sitting beside him still, eyes on the TV in a blissed-out gaze. Another shuddering breath as your thumb subconsciously pressed down a little. Instead of saying something though, one of his hands reciprocates your touch in kind. Running the length of your thigh and letting the tips of his fingers brush against where you wanted him most at the moment. There is no need for any words, you move your hips closer to his every touch and soon his hand finds its way to the zipper of your shorts, dipping below them into your lace panties easily. Slipping a finger into your wet hole.

You sigh and arch your back as he almost immediately adds a second finger and curls them inside the fluttering cunt. The sensation has his cock stirring in his pants once more, this time against your palm which had found its way up to his crotch. Freeing the hardness from the pants just enough to tease Criston back.

Swiftly you lick your palm and run it along his length. Tugging at it and teasing the sensitive tip with your thumb, earning a deep groan. Criston´s thumb toys with your delicate pearl and you completely let go.

“Oh fuck. Feels so good.” You rasp as your thighs around his hand.

It leaves more space for his thick digits to slip in deeper, reaching deeper. A pleasurable hum is the answer.

“Don't stop.” He groans. “Just like that.”

Criston passes the joint to you and steps up the pace at which he pumps his fingers into you. Just as you tug on his length faster. Neither of you can hold back the heavy breathing and escaping whines and whimpers. This had never happened before, yet there was not a single piece of mind going to that fact.

“I'm close, please…” You whimper.

The joint long forgotten in an ashtray to the side and both of your bodies trembling under the other's hand. Only for it all to suddenly stop and Criston's hand to remove itself from your core.

“I want to taste you first. Please.” Is the needy reaction you get.

Clothes carelessly fly everywhere and before you can even think of getting in any position, Criston lays down on the couch and gently pulls you by the hips until you hover over his face. Hands propped up on his bare thighs, gasping for air as his tongue takes the first taste and his beard tickles your inner thighs for the first time. He laps at your cunt like a starved man, little whines and moans sending small shocks up your spine whenever his lips connect to your dripping centre. A particularly angled swipe of his tongue has you falling to your elbows with a squeak at the intensity of it. So, to ground yourself you begin to place kitten licks to the tip of his weeping cock. Watching it twitch at receiving your attention. Licking your lips, to take it as deep into your throat as possible.

Your throat contracts around the girthy length, struggling to adjust to it. When you get accustomed to the feeling, you begin to bob your head in a pace that loosely matches the pattern of his treatment of your core, using hand to tug at the skin left untouched by your lips and hollowing your cheeks every so often.

“You taste so sweet...” Criston whimpers.

The words make your heart beat faster and your inner walls clench around his tongue as you moan around his thick length. You hollow your cheeks once more and then let him go with a wet pop.

“I need to feel you inside of me. Want you to fill me up.” You finally give in to your desires, letting them lead you.

Your legs tremble and close around his body from the overwhelming pleasure. In the blink of a moment, after you get off Criston and immediately his strong hands grab your hips to lay you on your side in front of him, his chest pressed to your back and one arm sneaking between your legs to hold them open. His heavy cock teases your folds once, twice, thrice before slowly burying himself deep inside your velvety walls. You look over your shoulder and the sight of Criston biting his lip is heavenly, but when the moan he tries to hold back comes out as a deep, animalistic groan you are ready to come then and there. One of your arms comes up for you to tangle your fingers in his dark hair. When Criston pulls out to thrust back into your wetness, it clamps around him, pulling a whine from his lungs as his head comes to lay against your shoulder blades. Open mouthed, wet kisses and hot, heavy breaths hit the skin there, leaving behind goosebumps. Every thrust is angled perfectly to hit all the right spots as Criston ruts into you. Your free hand claws at the cushions and anywhere else on the sofa to process the pleasure that burns through your bodies incredibly high, the flames stoked by the weed you had previously consumed. Now you are consumed by every nerve ending burning, craving his touch, always craving more.

“You feel so good.” Criston groans behind you. “So perfect for me.”

The sounds from him grow louder and more desperate over time and the harmony they make with your own moans drives you closer to the edge.

“Fuck me harder. Please, I want more.” The words fall from your lips without thinking about it.

Your mind is too busy to grab a coherent thought even if you tried anyway. It´s entirely occupied by Criston and the way he makes you feel so incredibly good. It’s something you had dreamed about for a long time and even if neither of you admitted to it, so did he.

Immediately Criston complies with your plea and thrusts into you not only harder but also faster, however when the hand that holds you at the hollow of your knee to keep your legs apart comes down to play with your clit, your back arches away from his chest until it can´t go further. If your legs wouldn´t have still be held open by Criston´s arm, they would surely fall close from how heavily they were trembling. Your orgasm is fast approaching, and he is right behind you, nibbling on the skin right underneath your ear. Giving you barely enough time to breathe between the whimpers he pulls from you. The mindless pleas and praises from Criston have long stopped to register in your brain. Only his voice still goes through, and you want it to never stop. The sweet, lust broken tones of the usually smooth timbre are overwhelming.

His thrusts begin to falter as your walls flutter around him the closer you come to the edge of pleasure; the circles he rubs into your aching clit tighter than before with more pressure. You can´t even warn him of how close you are before you feel yourself begin to fall.

Your body shakes and your cunt contracts around Criston´s cock to pull the most desperate whine from his lungs yet as his thrusts grow even sloppier. His teeth sink ever so slightly into your shoulder and with your hand pulling on his hair, he buries himself into you one last time, filling you up until his cum flows back out of your centre.

“I can´t believe this hasn´t happened earlier.” You giggle when you find your words again. “You are so good.”

“You wanted to do this before?” Criston asks with a raspy voice.

There is no surprise in his question. It is more of a recognition of his own similar desires.

“Hm, I did. Watching you smoke just kind of does it for me I guess.” It was an inexplicable attraction that had pulled you to him during your recent smoke sessions, but for sure one that you are more than just happy to have explored.

His hand rests on your cheek when he turns your face towards him. Inside of you his dick stirs, twitching and rising to life again.

“So, does that mean you are ready for another round?” He asks with a mischievous smirk, already beginning to ease his sensitive cock in and out of you.

“Oh, fuck. Yes.”

[coffee-master]

[Siblings elemental change AU]

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Not any incorrect quotes today, but I give you some short facts, about the ship dynamic here.

Which means Jaya & Lavashipping Petrichorshipping!

[Petrichorshipping is the new name of the Cole x Kai ship here since Lavashipping doesn't make sense anymore] (Yes, this post was edited)

So let's START!

[Jaya]

Is very similar to the canon, but of course has it's difference.

Begining:

Jay is very much interested in Nya from the beginning, especially after seeing her fight and noticing how strong she is.

At first Nya thinks that Jay's flirting attempt are cute and pretty, so she let it go.

Later they start working together as ninjas and it makes they relationship improve faster. They are good teammates, who can work together good and chick someone’s ass.

Later:

Jay finnaly decides to ask Nya on a date and she agrees, beacuse she wants to find out if something would come from this.

The date turns into a battlefield against their enemies. But surprisingly, it didn't ruin it for her. Fighting side by side actually made the date more interesting and broke the ice.

As their first date turned out to be successfully, they start going out more often.

On the Destiny's Bounty they discover that both are interested in engineering and tinkering with gadgets.

When they work together on something Nya is often a welder with her fire powers and Jay is an electric.

Later they start dating, find more about each other and star building a healthy relationship.

The love traingle:

It never existed actually.

Yes, Nya made a love-test on the maschine, because the kids in the class wanted her to do it, but she didn't take it that seriously.

Nya is independent ninja, who truly forged a strong bond with Jay, not only romantically but also as a close friendship as a teammate, strengthened by shared interests and common challenges. She know what she wants.

Nya mocks the test result saying that Cole is only interested in cake.

Cole is never interested in Nya or she in him.

Jay would find out about the test results from Pixal and would only feel a little bad, thinking that there is someone better for Nya.

Nya would knock those silly thoughts out of his head, and everything would go back to normal.

[Petrichorshipping]

Here things are more complicated.

Begining:

At the begining there isn't that much to say, because they are stranger to each other.

Kai is mostly focused on his sister and doesn't form any bonds with Nya's teammates. (I mean out of the blue your sister becomes a ninja and starts throwing fire from her hands, who wouldn't?)

In the meantime Cole is cusually spending his time with Jay & Zane as always.

They pretty much don't interract.

After Kai's feel more secure about Nya's safety there, then he starts more talk with others and even play video games with them.

Later:

Everything changes much after some incidents, which inclused water, when Kai had almost a panic attack.

Everyone besides Nya were suprised by his behaviour and after that incident and some explanation everyone knew how to react in similar kind of situation.

One time Cole would help Kai during his panic attack, when Destiny's Bounty would crush into water and in that way Cole'd gain some Kai's trust.

After that their relationship would improve a little and they would start interract more.

Later Kai would even ask Cole about training with him, because well Kai wants to be usefull and support his sister. [We wants to be as good as ninjas, be a part of team]

They would start training together and enjoy each others company. Talking, joke, later play video games, or even cook- [because Kai can cook and Cole like to eat]

They would slowly fall for each other.

Suprisingly Cole would be the first one to realise that-

Jay would notice Cole having a crush and surely taste him about that later.

Crushing time:

At the beginning of the reboot season. After the the kids were about to go on a trip, Cole in the last second akwardly ask Kai on a date.

Kai is taken aback, because he didn't expect that, but also akwardly agrees with a smile.

They never go on that date, because Zane 'dies'.

They don't talk for a long time until next season, because of the mess.

Kai isn't interested in Skylor or even interracts with her at all. [Instead Nya became a pretty good friends with her at the end of the season]

In the next season eveything becomes a big mess. Kai finds out about being master of water. And he needs overcome his fear of water.

In the meantime Cole becomes a ghost :(

Cole & Kai show each other a lot of support during this time and there's this big weird tension, because there is definitely something going on between them and both of them knew it. There was too much going on to just resolve it.

This situation make them also very flustrated and sad, because well they can't even hug each other show support.

In the season Skybound season Kai would face some misandrist from interview/medias, because he became a new ninja member. All of his friends would show him support and ect. At that time Cole & Kai would go out somewhere, but just as friends.

After Cole becomes human again, everyone becomes better.

After a lot of thinking Kai decides not to waste time and juat ask Cole on a date, to which he agrees without a second thought.

After that they pretty much get together.

And that's pretty much about it. I hope it was interesting or something..

If you have any questions about this au then you're freely to ask!

[heavenlyhischier]

𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐰𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐞 - 𝐣𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐡𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐞𝐬 (𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞)

one two

word count: 2.7k

chapter summary: your friendship takes a leap in the right direction.

warnings: description of a panic attack, i think like three cuss words maybe, jumping off a cliff but for fun not for harm,

note: here is part three!! this was uploaded on my phone so let me know if there’s any issues.

tags: @estapa94 @cherrylipscrystal-skies

Everyone was quick to move past Jack’s brief scene, not wanting to succumb to the awkwardness that was likely to ensue if they hadn’t. Luke had thrown you one of the saddles they had on the boat so you could float around instead of wading through the water on your own. The boys started doing back flips off the boat, ignoring you as you yelled at them to be careful because you were not going to take care of them if they broke their neck. You knew you would, though, and they knew it too.

It was hard to not notice the quiet argument that was happening between Jack and Natalie as they wallowed in the water a ways away from everyone else. Whatever it was, you could tell that it had Jack on the defense as his eyes were narrowed and brows stitched together. Though Natalie looked less upset, sporting a solemn and understanding look on her face as she spoke.

“Wonder what they’re arguing about,” Cole’s voice tore you away from the pair. Him and the others had formed a lopsided circle near you.

“No telling. He’s been kind of a jackass to her this whole time,” Quinn pointed out, “And it hasn’t even been a full twenty-four hours yet.”

The six of you let out airy laughs, mouths snapping shut when you noticed the pair swimming towards you. They both looked fine, so you assumed that their discussion wasn’t about anything too detrimental. You hoped it wasn’t. There was already enough tension on this trip as it is.

“Ready to go jump,” Alex asked, jerking his head towards the cliff.

A round of agreements were muttered, with only Jack and Natalie politely declining the trip. You didn’t miss the way the others passed you knowing looks, and they didn’t miss the way you briefly tensed as you recognized that it would only be the three of you down at the boat. You were absolutely not ready for that.

“Let’s go,” You rushed out, tossing the saddle back on the boat as you swam towards the bank. Were you running away? Maybe. But you think you would rather jump off a cliff than be around the two of them alone.

You heard the other boys swimming behind you, their quiet conversation slightly reaching your ears but not enough for you to fully make out what they were saying. Climbing up on the rocky beach, you stared at the path you had to take in order to get up to the top. Fear crawled across your skin as you began regretting your decision to tag along.

“You can still go back,” Quinn reminded, water dripping off his body.

“Nope. She can’t,” Trevor called out before shaking water out of his hair, “She’s contractually obligated to jump now.”

You peered around Quinn to give Trevor the middle finger, but instead you were met with the sight of Jack swimming towards the rest of you. Natalie was climbing back up on the boat, but you couldn’t tell if she was upset or not due to the distance between you.

“Trevor’s right,” You met Quinn’s surprised stare, slight panic in your eyes, “I’m going.”

“You guys go ahead, I’ll wait for Jack,” Alex waved, hands on his hips as he watched his friend approach the rest of you.

You held your arm out, signaling for one of the boys to go in front of you. Luke decided to take the lead, passing his oldest brother a brief look as he took your hand and guided you to the top of the cliff. He kept your hand in his own, and a part of you briefly wondered what it would be like if you dated Luke. However, the thought was gone as soon as it came. It was too weird to think about.

Once you had reached the top, your heart felt like it was going to explode. You hated heights, and that combined with the fear of something happening to you when you hit the water was enough to make you stop in your tracks. The world around you spun, blood pounding in your ears and hands shaking as you slowly backed away from the edge. It felt as if your chest was going to cave in on itself. Sounds of the boys calling your name echoed around you, but you couldn’t bring yourself to reach out to them.

You’re not sure how long it had been when a pair of calloused hands delicately grasped your shoulders, your dizzying gaze falling on Jack as he stood in front of you. Your name tumbled from his lips, but all you could focus on was how hard it was to breathe. It felt like someone was clutching your throat, yet you knew that the only person around was the one person who truly knew what was going on.

“Hey,” Jack’s tone was soft and careful as it echoed around you, “Look at me, okay? Try and focus on me.”

You managed a slight nod, letting out strangled breaths as you watched him. The world around him was blurry and unfocused, so you did what you could to only look at him. You could feel the presence and the stares from the other boys around you, but they were soon forgotten as Jack instructed you to count backwards from ten with him. It was a task he knew would distract you from your thoughts, and help you regain control of your breathing.

“We’re not going to let anything happen to you,” He assured, his hands coming to your own. He softly pulled your fingers away from your palm, and placed your hands on either of his cheeks. He was grounding you back to the present. “You’re safe, you know that?”

“I’m safe,” You repeated, taking note of how warm his cheeks were from the sun beating down on everyone, “I’m safe.”

The boys watched with anxious eyes as Jack brought you back, their own hearts slowing as you started to recover. They’ve never seen you have a panic attack before and it terrified them. Guilt settled in Trevor’s chest as he watched his best friend calm you down and wipe away at the tears that were streaming down your cheeks. He shouldn’t have pressured you into coming.

“I know you were trying to get away from me by coming up here,” He whispered, gaze staying on you, “But I needed to make sure you were going to be okay if you jumped. Even if you hate me because I fucked up, you’re still my best friend and I needed to know you were going to be okay.”

Letting out a small breath, you couldn’t help but lightly smile at his admission. Your heart fluttering as you registered just how close he was to you, but you harshly brought yourself back to the gut wrenching reality that he had a girl waiting for him on the boat.

“I’m sorry,” You mumbled, reluctantly dropping your hands from his face and glancing around at the others. They sent small, comforting smiles in your direction before turning away. “I’m sorry you came all the way up here for me. I should’ve just stayed down there.

“You don’t have anything to be sorry about,” Jack reiterated, “Especially when it has to do with making sure you’re okay. You still sure you want to jump down? I’ll walk back down with you. It’s okay.”

You contemplated his proposal, eyes darting between the path back down and the edge of the cliff. On one hand, you could make the safe trek back down to the bank and swim back to the boat to watch the boys jump down. On another, you could face your fear head on with the comfort of knowing that the boys would do anything in their power to keep you safe.

“I’ll jump,” You nodded, determination briefly flickering in your eyes before you weakly continued, “But will someone jump with me?”

You watched as all of their mouths dropped open to respond, but Jack was quick to offer himself up before they even had a chance. While you were still upset with him, you knew that pushing him away, especially after what had just happened, was pointless. He was your best friend and you couldn’t just give that up. You will just have to push your feelings for him aside and do your best to go back to normal.

“Who wants to go first,” Alex asked before pointing at you, “You wanna go ahead and get it out of the way?”

You vigorously shook your head, “No. I want someone down there just in case.”

Despite not knowing just how deep rooted your fear was, they had zero objections and asked no questions. They quickly began bickering with each other for a few minutes. Quinn let out an annoyed groan before he took off, his body disappearing as he fell. Your heart raced as you waited to hear his voice from down below, panic settling back in your veins the longer you went without hearing him. It was only when you heard him yelling at the others that you let out the deep breath you had been holding.

“Hey,” Jack gently squeezed your hand, “It’s still not too late to say no.”

“I know, but I want to do it. I feel like he would want me to,” You admitted, a somber look taking over as you thought about your dad.

“I feel like he would, too,” He smiled, “Ready to do this?”

After Jack told you what to expect and what to do when you hit the water, the two of you lined up per Trevor’s instruction. Nerves ran through your veins at top speed, but all you could think about was how your dad would have wanted you to live your life to the fullest and not in fear. You were going to do this for him.

With a nod to your best friend, you both took off towards the edge and threw your bodies as far away from the cliff as you could. Wind clawed through your hair and at your skin as you plummeted down, but the feeling was gone as soon as you collided with the water. You had kept your eyes closed and took a deep breath before you plunged down just like Jack told you, but a bout of terror took hold as you blindly flung your limbs around underneath the surface.

A pair of hands wrapped around your arm, yanking you up and out of the water. You immediately clung to your savior, eyes clenched shut as you struggled to let air into your lungs.

“You did it,” Jack whispered in your ear, an arm wrapping around your waist to keep you close. He hoped you couldn’t hear how hard his heart was beating as you stuck yourself to him.

His breath was warm on your neck, making your already flushed cheeks turn an even deeper red. His touch lit your skin on fire in the best way possible, but guilt immediately took over as you caught a glimpse of the boat nearby.

“I did it,” You mustered a pathetic grin, pushing yourself away from him. You missed the way he instinctively reached out to pull you back. He missed the way you gazed at him as if he was the only person in the world.

Nearly four hours later and back at the house, everyone retreated to their rooms to shower and take naps before the night began. Quinn had watched as Jack’s jaw clenched while he watched you and the youngest Hughes race upstairs to see who was going to shower first. He shook his head as he thought about just how stupid Jack was, but he chose to stay quiet and go back up to his own room.

The sound of the front door shutting woke you, eliciting an annoyed groan as you rolled over and squeezed your eyes shut, trying to force the sleep back. You mentally cursed whoever it was that had shut the door knowing that you weren’t going to be able to fall back asleep. You’ve always been a light sleeper, and once you were awake, you weren’t falling back to sleep anytime soon.

Luke’s light snores were heard from beside you, letting you know that he was still sound asleep. Not wanting to wake him up, you slipped out of the bed and carefully opened the door before heading downstairs to find something to eat. The house was quiet, save for someone walking around downstairs, and still, and that alone was enough to let you know that at least Trevor and Cole were still asleep. They caused pure chaos when they weren’t.

Rubbing at your groggy eyes, you tripped over the bottom step and stumbled forwards. You hold your hands out as a way to steady yourself before glancing around the room to see if anyone had seen you, but the living room was empty. Slight confusion settled in because you know you heard someone down here, but both the kitchen and living room held no signs of life outside of you.

“Whatever,” You grumbled to yourself, pulling the fridge door open to see if there was anything you wanted to eat.

The fridge let you down as most of its contents were alcohol and ingredients for actual meals, and you weren’t really in the mood to cook. Moving to the cabinets, you noticed slight movement on the dock from your peripheral vision. Jack sat on the edge of the wooden platform, legs hanging above the water and eyes trained on the sight in front of him. The idea of eating was long forgotten now as you slipped outside and made your way towards him.

The sound of your feet padding across the wood was far from quiet, but he didn’t make a point to turn around and see who it was. You could tell that something was bothering him, and you almost convinced yourself to turn around and leave it alone, but you couldn’t. No matter what he had put you through, you would always be there for each other. He was there for you on the cliff and you’d be there for him now.

“You okay,” You softly questioned as you settled down a few inches away from him.

“Natalie left,” He let out a dry chuckle, looking down as he picked at his fingers.

You lightly hummed, hands gripping the edge of the dock and stare focused on the ripples of the water as you thought of what to say. “What happened? Did we not make her feel welcome? I’m sorry- I should’ve been more friendly towards her since we were the only girls. I should have tr-”

“It’s not that,” He interrupted, finally letting his focus find you. Your hair was falling in your face and you sported a sleepy look that had him smiling to himself, “Everyone, especially you, made her feel included, except for me. She said it was clear that other things meant more to me, but she’s not really mad at me. She just wishes I wouldn’t have led her on, and also she hopes that I'm able to ‘get my head out of my ass and man up’.”

You furrowed your brows together and sucked your bottom lip in between your teeth, trying to piece together what she could have meant. It didn’t make sense to you, but it seemed to make some sort of sense to Jack and that was all that mattered.

“Are you upset,” You finally asked, turning to look at him.

He was already looking at you, his gaze soft as he took you in. You were looking up at him, pupils blown and lips parted as you waited for his response. His eyes darted to your lips, but the look was so swift that you’re not sure if you had imagined it or not.

“No, I don’t think I am.”

hopefully this doesn’t suck lmao. next part will be the last part

four

[writingsofwesteros]

"Husband...." She whispered breathlessly without shame as Jace fights off looking at her sweet, bare body that arched into her knight's touches.

Besides knowing Jace will never compete with Criston on his wife's love and affection. What happens in reverse it a Lyseni princess comes to Westeros, for a treaty only for Jace to be bewitched by her beauty. Seeing how she even prettier than his aunt's wife, to were she ends up forming a companionship with the Prince. Her and Jace just walking around and indulging in a close friendship. Rhaenyra seeing this, can't help but just sigh. Like she doesn't care anymore. Sooner or later, the Lyseni princess is bouncing up and down on Jace cock, in his chambers with her moans loud enough to travel through the castle. Jace loving her submissive and dominant personality, can't help when she pulls him into every which room or alcove in the Keep to eat her pussy or her bobbing and gagging on his cock. Sometimes Jace will fuck her on Vermax while their flying, making her scream his name to the heavens. Trying hard not to come too fast. Soon then later, she becomes pregnant and Jace requests her to be his second wife his mother sees him happy and allows it. Soon after she popped babies left and right out, both with Strong and Valyrian hair. His kids who don't even call him Papa, are so entranced with his second wife that they start calling her Mama, which he laughs at his aunt's wife and Cole when they get upset that their spawn and his one child are calling his other wife mama and have forgotten their mama.

The funny thing is that so so-called wife who has taken Criston as her lover becomes jealous because of how pretty the Lyseni princess is and also because she is good with a sword. Westero is against women taking arms, and Lys allows their women to learn self-defense. Not only that she has noticed her lover Criston has blushed once or twice from the Lyseni princess when she smiles or giggles.

It makes it even better when she walks past his chambers and sees her riding his face while bobbing his cock in her hot mouth. Turning to his first wife with a smirk on her mouth. To which the first wife get angry at not only seeing she prettier than her but her body is very voluptuous in all the right areas.

oopsie

Criston needs to get back in line ;)

[sc0tters]

Moments of Awe | Kirby Dach

summary: you and Kirby are at the same party but this time there are feelings involved.

song: Fuck Up The Friendship- Leah Kate

request: yes/no

warnings: mentions of drinking

word count: 854

authors note: every time I wrote Kirby I get on thinking about that animated character. This was crap but I spent the day writing it and this is somehow the best we could find.

Kirby watched as you let your finger tips wrap around your can of seltzer.

You had both been drinking since pres and now it was hours into the party. He knew it was wrong to think of you in the way that he was. The way his palms grew sweaty at the sight of your legs in your shorts as you danced along to the music with some of your female friends. Your laugh in between the horrible attempts to do your own versions of karaoke as you all sang along to the song that were blaring over the speakers of the club.

It should have been a crime to look at him the way you did with that piece of lime wrapped around your lips “why does he keep looking at you like that?” One of your friends asked as she titled her head in Kirby’s direction.

His eyes hadn’t left you, hadn’t left your body since Cole started talking to you forty five minutes ago. The conversation only lasted fifteen minutes or so because Kirby wasn’t counting of course. You grinned as the American had said something stupid that made you wrap your hand around his arm. It brought up thoughts and feelings that Kirby had never imagined he would feel.

You let your lips form a pout as you locked eyes with your best friend “I don’t know,” you mumbled as you felt your knees grow weak at the way his eyes almost undressed you.

Your friend smiled “go talk to him,” she mumbled as she softly placed her hand on your back to give you a soft push.

Kirby smiled as his eyes lit up when you smoothed out the ends of your shirt “hi doll,” he mumbled as he reached his arms out so that you could sit on his lap.

That was something that was common for you two. Usually at parties you were attached at the hip, both teams that Kirby had been with got the chance to see how you were attached at the hip to your childhood neighbour.

Your hand went to the nape of his neck “what’s going through your mind?” You asked as you smiled.

It was a sight that made him want to curl up into a ball and pass out “just thinking about you,” he confessed as he wrapped his hand around your thigh.

A giggle left your lips “me?” You cocked your head as you hated how kissable his lips look in that very moment “always about you,” Kirby seemed to share your thoughts as he let his fingers softly pull at your chin.

Before you had a chance to respond as your cheeks turned pink, one of the boys called Kirby because they wanted him to meet.

What irritated you was the way that Kirby placed you next to him before he sent you an apologetic look as he sighed getting pulled away from you when the boys wrapped their arm around his shoulder.

You spent the next few hours with the girls as they all swore that Kirby clearly had feelings for you “you ready to go doll?” It was tradition that Kirby would drop you off at home after a night out, part of it was because he wanted to make sure that you got back safely but the other part was him loving the fact that he was the last person you would see before you went to bed, because there was nothing you hated more than talking to strangers after dark.

Your playful mood came back as you nodded “of course,” you held your hand out for the boy to hold onto in your efforts to combat the Montreal autumn night time breeze.

The car ride back to yours was quiet as it seemed the moment from earlier on in the day was now a bust as you had both sobered up and didn’t have the atmosphere to egg you on.

Kirby’s arm never left your shoulders on the walk back up to your apartment as he watched you rest your head on his shoulder until you got to your door “you want to come in?” You offered as you spun around unaware of the fact that he was so close behind you.

If you were taller your lips would have been touching but given the height difference, Kirby instead had his lips hovering dangerously close to your forehead “always,” occasionally you’d invite him in if he didn’t have places to be in the morning, each time he’d say yes.

Despite all of the drinks that you had already had you realised you were going to need another one if you were going to keep your hands to yourself “what you thinking about doll?” Your silence made it easy for him to pick up on the fact that your mind was moving quicker than the rest of you.

Your sigh was noted “just something big that I don’t know if I should do.” You explained as your eyes moved from his to his mouth and back again.

“I think you should just go for it.”

[ovwechoes]

sombra x widow x ashe hcs? that polycule is so underrated!

DeadlyTriad / Sombra x Widowmaker x Ashe Headcanons I'm happy to write for them c: I think this polycule is rly interesting and I'm happy to explore some of my thoughts surrounding what their relationship would look like. I've kept them sfw, but if you'd like some nsfw ones please send an ask through. They're under the cut because I rambled a lot, enjoy!

How was the relationship formed? Who confessed to who? I like to think that Olivia and Amelie had a secret relationship already, and had already established to each other that they're non-monogamous (or at least would like to explore that within their relationship). When Amelie met Elizabeth on one of Talon's missions in the deep south, she could tell that Elizabeth felt something for her, and with Olivia's consent, Amelie explored this with her as much as she could without being caught. They enjoyed each other's time a lot, not putting a label on their experiences with each other just yet. After some time, Amelie would've told Elizabeth about her relationship with Olivia, fully open to the idea that she might not be comfortable with this or might me strictly monogamous. Elizabeth was open to meeting Olivia, and discussing more about what their polycule would look like with one another. When they did and had a proper discussion about boundaries and rules, that's when it was decided that they'd feel more comfortable with each of them dating one another, or at least having some connections with each other. It didn't have to be labelled per say, but at least something beyond friendship had to be established with each other for everyone to feel comfortable. Olivia and Elizabeth built up a connection, starting from a sexual bond to romantic, and this helped to project their love for Amelie more.

How do they show love to one another? Amelie likes to show her love for Olivia and Elizabeth through her words; she struggles with understanding her emotions, let alone verbalising them. It's something that both Olivia and Elizabeth had to understand at first. However, Amelie likes to make an active effort to understand how to verbalise her love for them, and she'll tell them during romantic or sexual moments, to watch the way their faces turn crimson at the kindness in her words. She's not one to verbalise things, so when she does her partners know it means a lot and know how important that moment is for Amelie. Olivia likes to show her love for Amelie and Elizabeth in different ways, because of her connection to each of them. With Amelie, she likes to use her words of affirmation and remind Amelie that she's never alone, that she loves her and that she's important in Olivia's life. Olivia knows how much it means to Amelie to be reminded of that, especially if she's going through a bout of depression, so she makes a conscious effort to remind her whenever she can. With Elizabeth, she takes more of a humorous approach to showing her love - she likes to tease her, and rile her up. Elizabeth will do the same back to her, rarely backing down. Olivia knows how hard it can be for Elizabeth to trust people after what Cole did, so she makes an effort to distract her from what she might be thinking, and likes to use humour to show she appreciates her greatly. Some ways she might do this is though small moments like spilling water from a bottle whilst drinking it, saying “Only you could turn spilling water into a dramatic, slow-motion scene. You should be in movies." Elizabeth likes to show her love to Amelie through physical touch. Elizabeth is a physical person, and likes to make her feel loved with a hand on the small of her back, a gentle thumb rubbing her cheek, a kiss on Amelie's shoulder blades, things like that. It's her way of expressing that she loved Amelie without having to embarrass herself by saying it. Amelie eats it up, and enjoys when Elizabeth makes a conscious effort to hold her or give her a small kiss somewhere insignificant to others but important to Elizabeth. However, when showing Olivia love she likes to do acts of service as a way to show Olivia she's listening to her, and wants her to feel loved. It's not something Elizabeth is willing to do for her partners usually, but she likes to listen to Olivia's complaints of the day and figure out logical ways to prevent them from interfering with her life further. Often times, she'll be seen setting up something new for Olivia to use at her PC, or cleaning if Olivia's complaining about back pain or headaches (that sort of thing). It's important for her to do these things for Olivia, and Olivia values the consideration behind her actions a lot.

How do they cuddle with each other? Do they all sleep in the same bed every night? They don't tend to always sleep together, with Amelie getting overwhelmed by the amount of body heat under the blankets. She already would get overwhelmed with Olivia or Elizabeth alone with her, so adding all three sometimes is too much for her to handle. Their main bedroom has a large, Alaska King sized bed for them to cuddle on and sleep together in when they want to. Often times, Elizabeth is holding both Amelie and Olivia in each of her arms, lying on her back as they lie on top of her. Sometimes, Amelie will be the little spoon for either Olivia or Elizabeth, with the person that's not being spooned spread across the bed, hogging most of the space. They don't have a preference for it, and don't care who gets cuddled every night (unless it's always the same people spooning, leaving the other out). When any of them are overwhelmed, though, they have a double bed in the spare bedroom for anyone to sleep in if they need some space or want to sleep alone. Amelie mostly uses this bed as she can be very particular with the way the bed has to feel heat, texture, and comfort wise. She has a strict routine, and sometimes if Olivia and Elizabeth are already in bed, the thought of being suffocated by their heat is enough to make her want to sleep alone. Amelie doesn't mind it, and doesn't consider it to be something negative in the relationship. Having the option open to any of them to sleep on their own or in a pair if needed is important, and they value having the space to communicate that without judgement.

What does their home look like? Do their styles clash? They each have their own section of the home that they decorate and maintain. It's what they had to implement so that no arguments could arise. Amelie's part of the home is the living room. She's the one who uses this space the most, so she feels she should have the most say in what goes on in there. She likes to have a sort of cosy aesthetic in those areas; a dimmable lamp in the corner of the room, with a cream velvet-like sofa, fairy lights around the bookcase showcasing her favourite novels, things of that nature. She wants her space to feel like an escape from work and the world around her, to feel safe and welcoming to people. Olivia's part of the home is the office space - she's the only one who needs to use it, so they all agreed to let her have free reign over the interiors of it and respecting her decisions with lighting, décor, etc. She's opted for a more cyberpunk aesthetic, with elements of alternative/punk themes intertwined in them. Above her desk, she has a square light that stretches from corner to corner that can be dimmed or have it's colour changed to whatever Olivia's feeling, with her storage units being designed to look as though they're apart of the walls. She likes having LED lights and neon signs around, so Elizabeth and Amelie chipped in to buy her some she might enjoy. They don't know this, but she has a graffiti wall behind her desk and likes the way it adds a grunge aesthetic to her office space. Elizabeth has free reign of the garage and back garden that's attached to their home. She's not too into the idea of decorating, being too used to moving homes so often that she never got a chance to decorate properly. However, after encouragement from Amelie and Olivia to explore her taste more, she asked to have control over the back garden and garage since she uses them the most. For the garage, she had a ranch door installed where the kitchen attaches to it. It's not too breezy, so Amelie was completely fine with it (deep down she really liked the idea too), with her motorcycles being stored in there. The garage is like her cave, with tools everywhere, stickers for bikes, old plaques everywhere with funny slogans (very millennial humour). The back garden has a wooden, sheltered porch, with a set of swings covered in pillows and blankets from the night before. There's a small table next to it, with an ash tray and a bin next to it for when Elizabeth wants to smoke in peace. The garden has a gravel path that leads from the porch steps to a circle in the centre of the grass, with a table, more chairs and an umbrella for them to have a drink under and enjoy the rain. It's important for Elizabeth to have some fresh air, so she takes pride in how the garden looks.

Who's the most romantic in the group? Elizabeth's definitely the most romantic, often taking time out of her day just to show Amelie and Olivia how much she appreciates them and loves them equally. With Elizabeth, she likes to show her love and admiration for her partners after the hardship she's gone through in the past with her exes. She gives her all, often using both her words and actions to show how she feels to her partners. They appreciate it, and always reciprocate it in their own ways. They love it when they come home from a Talon mission, tired and exhausted, to a clean and organised home with dinner waiting on their living room table. If she's not awake to enjoy the food, she always leaves little notes besides each plate telling them individually how she missed them, and what she missed about them. Sometimes it's suggestive, sometimes it's purely romantic and sometimes it's a mix between both of those. It's just her simple way of showing she loves them equally and values the impact they've both made in her life.

[the-ninja-legacy-whip]

How is Echos relationship with the other Ninjas?

He’s very intimidated by Kai at first, but as Kai’s almost in his ‘being more chill’ era, it doesn’t take long for Echo to start coming to him when he has problems that he can’t go to Zane with

He’s super close with Jay, of course! Jay, with the knowledge gleaned from Zane’s master manual, starts making repairs and replacements to “sturdy up” Echo’s parts, and he shows Echo the magical world of video games

He’s also close with Nya, as similar to how she was with Lloyd when he was younger, does her best to make sure he’s included in things whenever she’s able to. She offers to change up his hairstyle so he has something more unique, but Echo likes resembling his brother~

Cole’s the one that shows him around the Bounty and introduces him to music—only to discover Echo likes the old-timey stuff his parents would have been into and Cole has to step out of the room because it’s also the same stuff his dad likes flskfksldm

Lloyd tries his best to be friendly but it’s also weird for him since Echo is still essentially a clone of Zane and because (at first) he acts so much like Zane, Lloyd has a bad habit of mixing them up if he’s not paying enough attention flskdlss

Echo admires Pixal sooo much, and a hc I saw floating around was that he has like a “kid crush” on her (which Pixal finds hilarious—every Zane has good taste, apparently) while Zane always has an icy glaring smile and is like “don’t you even think about it :)”

He likes to cook with Skylor, and she also takes him shopping for some clothes he likes to wear—he’s picky about he way some fabrics rub against his rusting parts.

He’s not that close with Jesse, actually, but he does form a friendship with Miranda! Hence leasing her to re-code the coloring in his eyes to be more connected to his “ice heritage”

And, of course, there is his eventual friendship with Harumi <3

Harumi: I’m replacing you with a naive yet lovable tin can who won’t let my parents die!!!

Jesse: What was that???

Harumi: NOTHING~

[starry-hughes]

i feel like hughes sister(i’ll try and think of name ideas) and cole start hooking up like around this time like maybe dev camp time ish maybe she lives with quinn or goes to college in vancouver

i think my initial idea was that she was going to umich and was having fun, had a boyfriend, got dumped and cheated on, was so heartbroken she left umich and moved in with quinn

and no one knows how to help but then cole and her start forming a friendship which turns into a fwb relationship which turns into surprise baby

[thesupreme316]

#Grateful Pt. 2 (Darius Martin x Fem!Reader)

Word Count: 993

Summary: It's the day after Y/N agreed to help Darius, but does she have cold feet about it?

Supreme Speaks: hi, so the way I'm doing this series is that each part is divided by days (so one day per part). um, tbh this is a filler and a motivator to move the story along. thanks again to @hooks-martin for the request and for allowing me to do a series for this request.

Taglist: @hooks-martin @wwenhlimagines @sheinthatfandom @hookerforhook

Link to Part 1

Monday, November 22, 2022

“So what’s happening today?” Skye asked you over the phone as you exited your apartment.

“Darius and I are supposed to meet up to discuss the trip and everything. It’s supposed to be a getting-to-know-you type of thing.” You said walking towards the stairs. You were kind of nervous, not gonna lie. Your hands were jittery, you had to take a couple of deep breaths. Since AEW was in your hometown of Chicago, Darius thought it would be a good idea to meet up today before leaving for Minnesota tomorrow.

“I think this a great opportunity for you to gain a new friendship,” Willow said in the background. To be honest, you were a little secluded backstage, despite being in such a social position. You literally did most of the makeup and face paint of AEW Stars. It’s not that you hated talking to people, you were just a little more introverted than most (so yeah you hated people). But some people made their goals to befriend you like Skye and Willow. Others gradually got to get to know you like The Lads (Hook, Andretti, Dante, and Anthony).

With Darius, it was different. Due to his injury and his move to ROH, you never really got to know him. But he was sweet and nice all the times you talked to him. You got his number as an emergency contact with The Lads.

“I guess. But, why did he ask you again? You guys don’t even talk that much or know each other.”

You sighed, “He said it because he doesn’t want feelings to get involved and that I was the only girl who won’t make him feel uncomfortable in this scenario.” Pausing, you stopped in the stairwell. With your voice echoing, “I don’t know though guys, I think I’m gonna back out, this might be too much.” You would feel bad for backing out of your word, but at the same time, it might be too much to do something like this for a person you barely know.

“But what about the Top Flight hoodie? That’s such a fire hoodie though!” Willow exclaimed.

“Yeah, but I can make it myself or I can just buy it. No biggie.” You turned around to start climbing the stairs and go back to your room.
 “If you say so.” Skye drifted off, before making a sound. “Oh! Cole Karter asked about you today.”

You stopped and tilted your head in annoyance. “Again?”

“Mm-hmm, he was wondering how he should approach you for a date.” For the past three weeks, Cole has been hinting at asking you out and trying to form a relationship with you. Cole was a handsome man, and very talented indeed, another AEW wrestler. However, he was a douche. The way he acted towards others was a major turn-off for you. But no matter what you said to him, he would never take no for an answer. “Y/N! I got an idea.”

“Listening…”

“If you go fake date Darius, not only would that help him, it could help you get rid of Cole!” Skye said excitedly.

Willow chimed back in. “And ask yourself, who would you rather date? Darius or Cole?”

Your eyes shifted around as you turned yourself around once more and went down the stairs. “Y’all ain't gotta say another word.”

— Time Skip: 2 Hours Later —

“So then, Dante jumped but underestimated how far the table was and just hit the floor,” Darius said, making you laugh. “He couldn’t eat for like two days.”

“I know he was pissed!” You exclaimed, laughing even more.

So far, you’ve been on this “date” with Darius for an hour, and thus far it’s been pretty great. Granted, there were still some awkward silences (like right after you two finished giggling), but you were still having some fun. You two have been getting to know each other, telling each other stories, you’ve been enjoying each other’s company so much that you forgot the original reason why you guys met up.

“Y/N, thanks again for agreeing to do this,” Darius said

You shrugged it off. “It’s literally no problem! Beneficial for both of us, besides I need to get out of the house anyways. So what do my duties consist of?”

“It’s so simple. We act like we’re in love, fool everyone, and leave. Afterward, I’ll just tell them that something happened and we broke up but we are still good friends.”

“And we leave tomorrow?” Darius nodded. “I know that’s gonna be a long drive.”

“Dante and I will be switching halfway, so everything will be fine,” Darius said. After he said that, a brief awkward pause entered the space. At this point, it was expected as, again, you were getting to know each other. “Also, be prepared for a lot of questions. My family is very nosey and loves to try to get every detail as possible, and they’ll try to see if we like each other.”

“What kind of questions will they ask?”

“It ranges. They’ll be like extremely invasive like ’Oh, what did you guys do on your 3-month anniversary? And if someone said this to me how you would respond?’ or they’ll be very basic like ‘What’s my favorite color?’ Again, they range.”

You took in the information as a lightbulb went off in your head. You don’t even know basic information about your supposed ‘boyfriend’. “So what is your favorite color?”

Darius’s face dropped as he realized that despite exchanging simple stories, you didn’t know anything about each other. He chuckled as his face created a small smile. “Blue, specifically, royal blue. What about yours?” You told him yours as his smile grew, “That’s a pretty color for a pretty girl.” Blushing, you started to tell him more basic information about yourself.

And soon, those awkward silences were filled with laughs and flirty banter. From here, it can only get better….

You hope.

[ice-empress247]

Alex's (Ninjago OC) dynamics with the ninja:

Jay Walker:

Alex and Jay go way back, since they became friends when they were kids. Since then the two have been inseparable, Jay becoming Alex's best friend. These two are basically the ultimate chaos duo. You know, the kind that get up to dumb shit together and share a braincell. Sure, they've gotten into their fair share of trouble over the time they've known each other, but they always got each other's backs no matter what happens. Oh, and you'd best believe that Alex was immediately hyping Jay up when she found out about his crush on Nya (though it took her a while to figure it out), acting as his emotional support when he asked her out. In turn, Jay was just as supportive once he saw sparks flying between her and Zane. He did tease her a little about it at first, but not too much.

Kai Smith:

You'd think two reckless individuals with a bit of a temper on them would get along no problem, right? Well, not in the case of Alex and Kai. It's not that they can't stand each other...Kai just finds it funny to get on Alex's nerves. So, Alex does exactly the same thing right back. The snarking that follows is the equivalent of two siblings bickering.

Nya Smith:

Unlike with Kai, Alex and Nya's dynamic is the complete opposite. So much so that the two became fast friends upon first meeting after the events of the pilot! They hang out quite frequently afterwards, to the point where they become as close as sisters. Alex was an only child, so this is something that she's unfamiliar with, but finds to be a rather nice change all the same.

Cole Brookstone:

Cole, being the serious leader (at least until Lloyd becomes the Green Ninja) definitely acts like a protective sibling towards Alex. But that isn't to say it's all seriousness. The two have sparred together multiple times, even getting quite competitive which likely ends up in an arm wrestle. Cole wins every time. Oh, and he definitely calls her 'firecracker' owing to how she has a bit of a temper sometimes.

Zane Julien:

Though upon her first meeting with Zane, Alex found him a bit stranger than the others, she by no means saw this as a bad thing. If anything, she knew how he felt...in a sense. Growing up, Alex had always been referred to as 'the weird kid', the one who always had trouble making friends aside from Jay. Over time, the two form a close friendship through mutual trust and respect for each other. Zane finds her to be, as reckless as Alex is, one of the kindest people he's ever met. Alex thinks Zane not not only be the kindest and smartest guy she's ever met, but also definitely feels as though Zane is the one she can talk to about things she wouldn't even tell Jay...and that's saying something.

But what happens when Zane and Alex start catching feelings for each other...?

Lloyd Garmadon:

Much like how the others reacted when they all first met Lloyd, Alex honestly thought he was, well, a little brat. Not because he's Garmadon's 10 year old son, no because this kid was a menace when he started out!

But once Lloyd does start making a change and trying to be good, Alex goes from "ugh this kid is a pain in the ass" to "whelp, guess I'm a big sister now". Alex takes on the role of protective big sister to Lloyd (one of the few things she and Kai can actually come to an agreement over) and over time the two become really good friends. In short? The Green Ninja and his big sister figure that will kick your ass if you even look at him wrong (R.I.P Harumi).

[findthebae]

I just wanted to say thank you for running this blog for all these years. You’ve brought hundreds of people connections and friendships and you’re the reason my husband and I met. We’ve been married for four years and got in contact through a csnon call here. :) There a lot of people who have so many happy memories because of you. I don’t know if this is one person or a team but regardless, thank you! From the bottom of my heart! Thank you!

Awww, congrats anon!! I'm so happy for you two! This ask probably just made my entire week, this was so kind of you to say. And I am so incredibly happy to hear my work has paid off and helped others form such beautiful and meaningful connections. Just short of 8 years ago I started this blog, it's hard to believe it's been that long! While I have personally given up putting out calls of my own, I am happy to continue to do what I can to help others in the kinmunity 💗 It's getting the occasional message like this that makes it all worth it, thank you!! ~Mod Cole

[spaceagebachelormann]

KOTLC KIDS AT THE POOL

 ੈ✩‧₊˚ FANDOM: keeper of the lost cities

 ੈ✩‧₊˚ FORMAT: headcanon

 ੈ✩‧₊˚ WARNINGS: swearing

masterlist || kotlc masterlist || navigation

*marlee sighs really loudly, aggressively sips water and sighs again*

OKAY SO

it’s so chaotic

they have a pool playlist and

well

it’s insane.

it goes from witchcraft - frank sinatra (sophie’s pick), not friendly - flo milli (raynis pick), good days - sza (bianas pick), 3005 - childish gambino (keefes pick), the phantom of the opera - phantom of the opera musical (fitz’ pick), what the world needs - ride the cyclone musical (marucas pick), let you break my heart again - laufey (linhs pick), purge the poison - marina (marellas pick), armies of the night - sparks (tams pick), thriller - micheal jackson (dexs pick), the archer - taylor swift (wylie’s pick I KNOW HE LIKES THIS SONG) she bangs (english version) - ricky martin (stinas pick), S.L.U.T. - ppcocaine (jensis pick, he plays it to make everyone laugh)

so basically it’s a chaotic mix of different music tastes

omg sophie falls into the pool

dex is talking to her and he looks away for like a split second snd he looks back and the mf is in the pool, hair clinging to her face

DEXS HAIR IS SO FLAT WHEN ITS WET AND HE LOOKS LIKE A WEASEL WITH IT LIKE THAT (slightly curly hair dex canon when)

chicken fights are 100% a thing

and tam and sophie are an unstoppable team

so are biana and dex

keefe played on wylie’s shoulders once and HE FUCKING SCREAMED because biana and dex were just going at it and he accidentally choked poor wylie with his thighs and they lost

also dex is insanely good at marco polo

stina slightly moved once and this ginger whips around and fucking tackles her and she can’t look him in the eye for weeks

also i just think maruca, marella and dex with muscles

they all have them showing off and everyone else is like “😨😨”

sophie and fitz bring extra towels and snacks for everyone because they’re slightly responsible

keefe can’t swim so he just clings to dex the whole time

dex is very smug about this

they have inside jokes which are being brought up the whole time

rayni and wylie have a secret friendship and one day tam and sophie are chicken fighting with dex and biana

and the four of them are screaming curse words and getting political over it and wylie turns to rayni and says

and says some goofy ass inside joke and she starts snorting and wheeze laughing and everyone turns to them like “????”

marella also can’t swim so she sun bathes the whole time

tam dumps water on her

stina and tams love language is pushing their friends into the pool and dumping water over their heads

the only time they got along actually

stina will never admit it but she really loves the groups company

JENSI IS TALENTLESS. BECAUSE I SAID SO.

and because of jensi being talentless stina always teams up with him for chicken fights so he doesn’t feel left out but he’s also weirdly good at it so she won’t admit it because she feels bad for him and says it’s because he’s good at it

linh absolutely loves to form bubbles around her friends then drop it on them

tam is influencing

the group somehow knows all of nat king coles songs and they scream the lyrics

this group is so chaotic btw

chaotic enough that they scare away all the other people at the public pool, making it their own

fitz lays on a floatie the whole time with a drink and ignores everyone

he doesn’t have time for that shit

until dex, biana and keefe flip over his floatie and he throws it at them then runs after them trying to get it back

they also 100% have water fights and biana is a god with a water gun and i’m gonna leave it there

[codenamehazard]

.:Mournful Maelstrom:.

Chapter 17: Mournful Malestrom

Hey guys! Another slow chapter to further cool heels as we see what Cole's up to after the last chapter. Hope you guys don't mind!

Let's jump in!

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Dirt and gravel crunch under my feet as I wander the battlefield on the outskirts, a place I know nobody will follow me. I didn’t know if any of Mako’s friends had noticed my absence, but I didn’t care. They’ll be fine not knowing. It’s none of their business anyways. They don’t need to know and I don’t want to explain.

I walk over to the body of a husk and kick it over, looking at its gnarled face and emaciated body. A broken shell of what once was a Conduit from what I understand. A Conduit who’s powers turned against them and became like a parasite, draining their body. I continue on and see all of the crumpled bodies surrounding me, some were charred to cinders from my Lightning Storm. I scoff at those matchsticks, even crushing the head of one.

If I’m to be honest, I’m numb to these sights. Sights of devastation and death, I’ve caused quite a few. Hell, I even reveled in some. The feeling of absolute power, knowing how easily I can bring armies to their knees, have them pleading for mercy and showing them none. Giving society the monster they begged for.

But this stroll… Is different. While the sight of these broken bodies give me hits of dopamine, it did little to dull the pain of my heavy heart. For this battle had a casually I actually gave a damn about.

Speaking of that casualty, I walk over to the body of the one who caused it. The heap of genetic nonsense that was this god-awful thing. Its corpse looked like it had been picked at by vultures. I sneer at it as I kick one of its bones and crush it. As I do, a thought clears through the chaos in my mind. A line of questioning that has cycled through the years again and again since the beginning.

It seems it’s always the same when it comes to Conduits and their relationship with their powers, I saw it with Sasha and Alden, I saw it with Bertrand, the Swamp Monsters and the Icemen and now I’m seeing it here on an even greater scale. Twisted minds and warped bodies. I look at my own hands, shifting my powers to reveal my Beast form. Staring at my ashen skin and twisted black veins. Even my own power has corrupted me to some extent.

Yet…

My body wasn’t fully corrupted. Even in this form, my humanity is still there somewhat. A pale echo, but still there. Why? I mean… Yeah sure, it could be argued it’s a ruse, like Bertrand’s disguise, but still… When that bastard’s true form was laid bare, he looked like a monster, wholly and truly. Yet here I am standing, my power of the Beast showing, yet I still look human. Even with the color-change, my features are unchanged. I still look like… Me. Why?

I shake my head as a new string of thoughts come through, the situation I really wanted to think about. I stare at the monstrous corpse one more time before walking away, heading off to a clearing where these twisted forms won’t distract me.

Away from the town and the bodies, I sit in an open field, staring at the night sky before pulling out a coil from my backpack, a piece of the Amp, one of many pieces. This weapon, the last thing that Zeke ever gave to me. Something he toiled day in and day out to create, crafted to perfection. Something that started out an olive branch to mend our friendship and became the last scrap of the life I used to know… Of the only friend I had in this damned world…

And it’s gone.

The turbulent thoughts crash through my mind like a raging storm, breaking through the emotional barrier I had up and letting the tears flow free. The screams of a broken man rip from my throat as I grip the sleeves of my shirt and curl up into a ball. I have tried so many times, spent days trying to repair it on my own and I couldn’t!! I couldn’t fucking fix it!! I let go of my sleeves and bury my face into my hands before wailing in grief. The Amp, it’s broken, shattered, in shambles, destroyed, ruined, and I can’t fix it!!! The only thing in the GOD-FORSAKEN WORLD I gave an iota of a damn about! The last remnant of my best friend, my brother, and it’s gone!!

My body heaves and trembles with broken tears as sparks pop off of my back. They don’t stop flowing down my face. At this point, I don’t care as it’s the only thing I can do. Scream and cry. At least I’m far away from any prying eyes, lest I be ridiculed.

The tears keep flowing and the sobs keep spilling until my voice is shot and hoarse, my whole body aches from the relentless wailing and screaming, but at least now I don’t feel like I’m fighting against a tidal wave and my head’s a little clearer. With a shaky breath, I let out a ragged sigh.

Now that I’ve had my pity party, I can now think. God, it’s ridiculous. I made this choice. It’s my fault Zeke’s gone, I killed him.

“Just like you killed her.” A familiar venomous voice hisses out in my mind, but I shake my head to keep it from taking root.

Wiping my tear-stained face, I think back to the day Mako and I talked in Droptown. How she suggested I should seek out the Gunsmith, how highly she spoke of Kestrel. I also think about our history. I know Mako said that if I went to her to fix the Amp, she would do me no wrong… But how can I trust her? After everything she’s pulled? With her biting words and her fiery spite, I wouldn’t put it past her to do something just to hurt me since she can’t do jackshit to me physically.

Still… In that same history… The bird has shown glimpses of the side that Mako talks about. Her apologizing and taking ownership of her fuck-ups, to me of all people. Someone who tried to kill her, someone who hated her guts and someone she hated in kind. Yet, she still apologized to me. The last person anyone would think she owed an apology to.

Then there was the battle with the mutant gorilla thing. She could have let that thing take a swing at my head and lop it off. It would have freed her from her obligation to me. She wouldn’t have to uphold her end of the bargain. She would never have to deal with me ever again. Hell, letting that thing body me would be doing the world a favor as far as society was concerned.

Yet… She pushed me out of the way. Why?

To add on top of that, what was with that “Besides, I have a deal to uphold, don’t I?” thing? She actually… Wants to uphold the deal? Her end of the bargain? Why? I upheld my end, she got the shards and finished her project and even though it was a flop, she still was able to finish it before that monster showed up. She had an easy out, why didn’t she take it? I shake my head, nothing about that girl made any sense to me.

But in that rambling stream, I found a flicker of hope. It’s a dim one, but a light is still a light. She wants to uphold our deal, that means she’s willing to work with me despite everything… And  might be willing to change our arrangement. I know it means I won’t be getting my shotgun, but at this point, I couldn’t give a shit.

Compared to the Amp? That gun is worth less than the dirt on the bottom of my boot. I would happily give up ever getting a gun I could use just so I can have the Amp fixed.

My mind now made up and my emotions calm, I stand up and vent out the rest of my pent up energy before making my way back to Droptown, hopefully the Misfits haven’t left, but if they had, I can wait in town. Since it is a bit of a hub for them. I may not be a patient man, but I’m willing to wait as long as it takes for a chance to have it fixed.

I know this is a gamble, as there is always the chance she’ll say no… But I’m willing to take that chance.

For Zeke…

[onlymurdersintheafterparty]

Mystery/Thriller Books I Read This Year with LGBTQ+ Main & Side Characters 🏳️‍🌈

This year I read so many interesting mystery and thriller books and wanted to make this list because I didn't even know that there were that many mystery/thriller books that featured LGBTQ+ characters until this year. These books were all a joy to read and I hope that you'll enjoy them as well. I don't want to mislead anyone so I'll put the pairings in parentheses and let you decide which ones speak to you or not.

Ace of Spades - Faridah Àbíké-Íyímídé (Main Characters)

Students Chiamaka "Chi" and Devon are tormented by an anonymous gossip account that is hellbent on ruining their senior year. If you like Gossip Girl and Pretty Little Liars you'll love it.

All These Sunken Souls: A Black Horror Anthology - Edited by Circe Moskowitz (Various Characters) and features the following authors:

Kalynn Bayron, Ashia Monet, Liselle Sambury, Sami Ellis, Joel Rochester, Joelle Wellington, Brent C. Lambert, Donyae Coles, Ryan Douglass, Circe Moskowitz

I'm not a big fan of horror novels but I found all of these short stories to be really interesting. They range from confusing to mildly unsettling to very creepy so there is something for everyone. Just a heads up there's a bit of gore but that's something to be expected in a horror novel.

And Don’t Look Back - Rebecca Barrow (Main Characters)

Harlow Ford is a teenager who has bounced from place to place her whole life due to her mother Cora attempting to outrun something or someone. While attempting to flee their current location, Harlow and her mother get into a car accident and her mother dies from her injuries. Before she dies, Cora instructs Harlow to take a key and find a safety deposit box and to "Keep running, and don't stop". In this box Harlow discovers money and new identities as well as a deed to a house and pictures of aunts she never knew existed. Harlow then has to decide if she wants to run forever or solve the mystery to her past. Nearly everyone in this book is sapphic except for a few characters.

Black Cake - Charmaine Wilkerson (Main & Side Characters)

Estranged siblings Byron and Benny Bennett, affectionately called B&B by their mother Eleanor, have to put aside their differences after her sudden death. The family lawyer reveals that Eleanor left behind various tapes detailing her life and that the last Black cake she made is in the freezer but cannot be cut until the time is right. Told in two timelines, we learn about Eleanor's life and how she came to be her mother and it's a tale of loss, heartbreak, and perseverance. If you haven't already seen it, Hulu has adapted it into a tv series and all episodes are available to watch.

Cutting Teeth - Chandler Baker (Side Characters)

The book's selling point is vampire preschoolers, but it's mainly about three mothers Rhea, Mary Beth, and Darby and their struggles with motherhood. When their children's teacher Ms. Ollie is found dead, cracks form in their friendships and personal lives as they struggle to manage their children's thirst for blood. There are two lesbian moms of one of the preschoolers that are mentioned here and there but they don't play a big part in the story.

The Golden Spoon - Jessa Maxwell (Side Character)

Six amateur bakers are invited to compete on The Golden Spoon, a baking competition hosted by a famous baker Betsy Martin. They're all whisked away to Grafton manor, Betsy's family home. The competition starts off with undetectable acts of sabotage and ends in a shocking murder. One of the reviews compared it to Only Murders in the Building because of some amateur sleuthing done by middle aged tech guru bachelor Pradyumna and retired nurse Lottie, but I don't think they're similar at all just because of the age gap. One of the contestants Peter is gay and has a husband and daughter but he is not a major player in this book. Hulu got the rights to adapt this book into a series so I can't wait to see it in the next year or two.

Their Vicious Games - Joelle Wellington (Side Characters)

After getting into a fight with a classmate, Edgewater Academy student Adina Walker loses her spot at her dream college. In hopes of reclaiming her future, she charms her way into getting accepted into a competition called The Finish. Held at the estate of the Remington family, the founders of the Edgewater Academy itself, The Finish is an intense competition that consists of three challenges: a Ride, a Raid, and a Royale. Competing along 11 other girls, many of which are bloodthirsty for victory, Adina tries to keep her humanity intact to not only win but stay alive. If you like The Hunger Games I think you'll enjoy this book. While their sexual identities aren't clearly defined, two of the female characters are in a queerplatonic relationship that at times seems more romantic than platonic. The Gotham Group has acquired the rights to a live adaptation but I'm unsure of whether or not this book will become a tv series or a movie.

Books that are part of a series are mentioned below. Struck titles are the books that were read in previous years.

Andy Mills Series - Lev A.C. Rosen (Main Characters)

Evander "Andy" Mills is a gay cop who was fired after being caught in a raid at a gay club and is now a private investigator for the LGBTQ+ community in 1950s San Francisco. I can't say too much about the series without spoiling the contents of either book so be sure to check out the goodreads pages for the summaries of the books.

TW: because of the time period there are a lot of homophobic slurs, graphic or off-page police brutality, and some violence in general

Lavender House

The Bell in the Fog

Secret Staircase Mystery Series - Gigi Pandian (Side Characters)

Tempest Raj, a former magician, joins her father's Secret Staircase Construction company that specializes in creating secret rooms for clients. In each book she encounters seemingly impossible locked in mysteries that occur in the homes of their clients while also trying to figure out the mystery behind a family curse that claimed the life of her aunt and possibly her mother who disappeared several years ago. Dahlia, a true crime writer is the older sister of Tempest's best friend Ivy is married to Vanessa, a criminal defense attorney. They along with their young daughter Natalie often end up providing advice or clues needed to help solve the mysteries.

Under Lock & Skeleton Key

The Raven Thief

Thursday Murder Club Series - Richard Osman (One of the main characters but not revealed/confirmed until Book 4)

In the Coopers Chase Retirement Village, four retirees get together every Thursday to solve a murder: Elizabeth, Ibrahim, Ron, and Joyce the newcomer. With the help of their friends Chris and Donna on the police force as well as handyman with a shady past Bogdan, there's no case this crew can't solve. The books are full of charm, wittiness, and excitement and I can't wait for book number five. Not much is known yet, but there is going to be a movie! Filming is supposed to start next year but I don't think they have released the casting information yet but I hope that they choose their cast well.

The Thursday Murder Club

The Man Who Died Twice

The Bullet that Missed

The Last Devil to Die