#((all of this is speculation!!! u can agree w/ me or think it will progress diffrently))

[threelivesthreeworlds]

@hyeyouuu asked : thank u for the translations for the excerpt from lotus step!!! do you have any expectations about Bodhi’s Fate in terms of storyline? of course, at this point we would all be happy if the novel could just see the light of the day but I think the characters of mo yuan and shao wan really open up a lot of room for a potentially very exciting story. also going with the current timeline and considering that the prehistoric era didn’t really have a separate mortal realm yet, I’m not very sure about having a long mortal arc with many reincarnations and stuff for the two of them… like has mo yuan not suffered enough during the 200000+ years that shao wan has been gone for 😅

You're welcome!

And no, we don't really have any solid guesses for what bodhi fate's plot is going to look like. Everything that's been uncovered in terms of when Mo Yuan and Shao Wan shared exposition/past page time in the pillowbook extra and lotus step seems to be building toward lotus step plot more than bodhi fate. What we do know is this: Shao Wan is very good at building arrays, and she's left them intact and behind in places where they still now activate in the present timeline. We also know that Mo Yuan has hidden away all of her information - including presumably her writings and also any arrays she might have been working on. Whether this was simply because he missed her or because something in those papers was important to the fate of the universe - that's yet to be known.

I think once Shao Wan comes back we can assume that it's likely the demon realm, currently in 7 pieces in present timeline, may come together again. Or she'll just advise all 7 as their ancestor. This may very well overturn some of the Realm's politics as we know it. Very likely we're going to reach a scale of powerful antagonist as of yet previously unseen because our main characters are a pair of ancient gods rather than the previous ancient god/not quite an ancient god combo. We'll very likely have to deal with Mo Yuan's grief and refusal to understand Shao Wan's choice to make sacrifices for the universe when he believed there to be another way, and probably Shao Wan's awkwardness in terms of being a person with personal feelings who already realizes (as seen in some passages of lotus step) that she's hurt Mo Yuan very deeply.

I think xianxia as a genre likes to play with the mortal realm. I don't know that bodhi fate will necessarily have one, however! Historically there have been cases in this series where the mortal realm arc doesn't take much prevalence - in pillowbook, for example, the mortal realm only took up half a chapter of page time through the point of view of Ye Qingti. So, I don't think bodhi fate will have a long mortal realm arc unless the themes or the plot dictate that it must be so - which was the case in lotus step. And, if I'm honest, personally prefer the mortal realm portion of lotus step currently - so you'll never know until you read the book if you'll like a mortal realm arc or not.

As for suffering - I gotta tell you, I don't think anyone doesn't suffer in these books. If the fave is a protagonist, a 40 meter angst knife is comin this way.

[lilevixen]

heyyy, idk if u write bertholdt or are even taking requests, but if u are can i request giving bertholdt an orgasm denial from a f!reader and it’s been like 3 hours that he’s had to hold it? thanks if u can :)

sweet boy

Characters: sub!Bertholdt Hoover x dom!female bodied reader

Genre: smut

Word Count: 1.9k

Description: Reader teaches Bertholdt a lesson after he gets a bit too touchy with them in front of their friends

•WARNING- 18+ CONTENT: orgasm denial, no-contact orgasm, descriptions of oral sex (male receiving), dacryphilia(ish?)•

“Baby, please, I said I was s-sorry!” Bertholdt whined from across the room for what felt like the millionth time that evening. You casted a look of faux boredom over your shoulder from your small wooden desk, trying your best to remain blasé at the mouth-watering sight of your boyfriend still sat criss-cross applesauce completely bare on the bed. He was so good for you, so obedient; his arms never once left from behind his back for entirety of the time you had him there. How long did you have him there? After you two got back from the dining hall, minutes easily spilled into hours in the smudgy haze of repressed lust you had established. The only indicator of how long Berthodlt had been sitting there for, cock upright and twitching for attention, was how absolutely worn out he looked. Every inch of his deep, tan skin was glittering with sweat, cords of muscle in his thighs and abdomen strained beneath his flesh so severely they looked like they could snap any second, his chest heaved erratically as if he had just run a marathon- this was absolute torture for him, you could tell. You would’ve felt bad, if he hadn’t disobeyed you in the first place.

“Huh? I was reading, sweetie. I didn’t hear you,” a bald-faced lie on your part. Your eyes kept tracking over the same paragraph over and over again without absorbing any of the information in your brain, the sweet pleas of your boyfriend claiming all the space in your mind instead. His lip quivered at your persistence in feigning ignorance of his situation and tears quickly filled his dark eyes.

“P-Please! Can you please t-touch me? I need you so bad I think I might e-explode,” he stammered out, his voice meek but desperate, shameless, so needy and you felt it throb between your legs, adding to the arousal already collecting along your inner thighs. Despite how incredibly turned on you were, you let out a slow sigh hiss past your lips as if you were getting irritated.

“Well, you got to touch me plenty, sweets. In front of everyone, just like I asked you not to,” excitement overtook your annoyance some time ago, but what you brought up was a genuine point of contention. From the very beginning you made it clear you wanted your relationship to be private. It wasn’t that you were ashamed of him or anything, you just hated all the unnecessary attention couples garnered, all the mindless gossip and speculation of who plays what role, the whispers, the stares. And once Bertholdt had gotten comfortable with you, always seeking your touch like a love sick little puppy, you knew this was something that needed to be discussed. He agreed at the time, ‘if it means I get to be with you, I guess it’s okay,’ he said, but as things progressed he would give away your relationship in little ways. At first it was just the way he would look at you (which was only natural given your feeling for each other, you supposed), staring at your lips for a little too long when you spoke, a little twinkle of fondness in his warm eyes. You let this slide, because it was minimal and no one seemed to notice. But slowly, he started doing more and more things that you had to call him out on, resting his head on your shoulder, using his thumb to tenderly swipe crumbs of food off your face, nearly calling you baby- until finally, tonight in the dining hall while having supper with your friends, he practically announced you two were together by kissing your hand when you burnt it on a scalding bowl of soup. Porco was too involved with his food to notice, but you could feel Reiner and Annie’s eyes hovering over you as if you were an alien. Too embarrassed to handle their reactions, you excused yourself to your room and quickly left before they even had a chance to say anything, Bertholdt obviously right on your heels. He tried to embrace you and kiss you and apologize to make it all better, but his penchant for physical affection was what got you in this situation in the first place. So that’s when you decided to give him a little time-out. Even though, your edge was starting to wear down after hearing him whine out for you for so long.

“I know! I-I just don’t like seeing you get hurt! I didn’t think they were looking at us, I’m sorry Y/N!” he choked out, squirming against the air as if that would provide some sort of relief. “I’m s-so hard for you it feels like ‘m gonna pass out.”

“Oh really? And what do you want me to do about that?” You asked in a snarky tone to mask the unadulterated lust pulsing through you, going back to fake-reading your text book.

“I want you to touch me! I want to feel you, any part of you, until I cum over and over…” you could hear the thought in his voice as he got lost in what he was describing, and you didn’t need to turn around to know he was biting his lip with his head tilted back, eyes squeezed shut and brows knitted. Another hot rush of arousal swirled in deep in your stomach.

“You know I can’t do that, baby,” you said against your own body’s command.

“Y-Yes you can! I promise I’ll be good from now on, I w-won’t hold your hand or kiss you or hug you in front of anyone again! Just please, I need you Y/N,” maybe it was your own excitement, or how fucking good he sounded begging for you like a pitiful little boy, but this finally broke your resolve. It would be cruel to let him stay there like that all night, anyway. You pushed yourself out of your seat and made your way to Berthdolt’s trembling form on the bed. Even you just getting closer to him caused his heavy breathing to pick up pace.

“How do you want me, my sweet boy?” you purred, laying down flat on your stomach before his lanky body so that his dick towered above you like a skyscraper.

“A-Any way,” he looked down at you beneath his dark, fluttering lashes, swiveling his hips in anticipation of your touch. You let out a soft scoff.

“Be specific or I can’t help you~,” you said with a sweet lilt in your voice, harsh words laced with honey. His eyes blew open wide at your threat to leave him a writhing, unfulfilled mess for even longer than you already had.

“Can you take me in your mouth? Please?” A new wave of blush spread across his cheeks as he said this, and you couldn’t help but smile at how cute he was.

“There you go, baby,” you giggled. You guided your featherlight fingertips along the slick muscle of his thighs, causing him to tense up immediately, and you could actually see the thrum of his heartbeat racing beneath his skin in faint flits. He was so sensitive by now you didn’t doubt he would explode just like he said before. Your fingers playfully walked along the slope of his legs, working their way inwards, and you teased them to a gradual stop mere inches from where he needed you most. He was panting like a dog at this point, chest rising and falling violently as he looked down at you, jaw slack and eyes cloudy with frustrated tears.

“You’ve been waiting for this, huh?” You dragged your tongue along your lower lip and leaned in close to his pulsating cock so that your breath fanned across his shaft, digging your fingers into the tendons of his inner thigh. He gasped, the shock of you finally gracing him with some sort of stimulation overwhelming his worked-up body, and a throb of pleasure shot through his dick with such alarming intensity that you could see it expand in his veins and swell at the tip. You blinked up at him, a bit startled yourself. He was so close already and you barely even touched him… Maybe you didn’t even need to touch him.

“U-Uhuh!” He nodded frantically, tears now spilling down his flushed face and drool dribbling down his chin; the sight would’ve been sad if it wasn’t so fucking hot. You massaged your fingertips into the thin, sweat-slicked skin on either side of his balls and slowly moved your lips upwards so that they were ghosting the hot, leaking head of his penis. His whole body shuddered underneath you, hips eagerly twitching to meet your lips, but only mildly, timidly, making it clear he was still completely under your control.

“I bet you’ve been imagining this for so long, my lips around your cock, feeling me squeeze you in my throat,” you hummed, your lips just barely brushing his dickhead as you spoke, and to him the vibration of your voice and the warm flutters of your breath against him felt just as sensational as the euphoric grip of your walls after hours of waiting for any kind of attention. This was exactly what you suspected, what you were hoping. He was such a desperate mess that he could get off to just your words and proximity. “Can you feel it? My pretty little mouth drooling around you?”

“A-Ah! Yes!” He cried out, and his stiff cock slapped against his belly eagerly as if he was truly feeling every bit of what you were describing, hell, even you were starting to feel it from his reactions alone, the ache between your legs growing almost painful.

“Does my sweet boy want to cum down my throat?” You kept steady eye contact with him, savoring every bit of watching him crumble before you, intentionally letting your breath pour past your lips in heavy pants, and he bucked into the air with each puff, his abdomen flexed tight and his thighs shuddering.

“Ahaha y-yes please!” He whimpered, the rhythm of his hips gently rising to meet your breath becoming twitchy and unstable, a clear sign that he was on the brink of long-awaited release. A coy smile played at the ends of your lips as you batted your lashed up at him.

“Then cum for me,” and on command, his whole body convulsed under the weight of sweet, sweet climax, at long last, the hugest load you’d ever seen erupting out of him in thick, hot torrents that sprayed right in his face. You were so proud of him, your poor baby, putting up with your little act for hours on end despite yearning for you so immensely that you didn’t even need to touch his cock for him to bust. He just loved you that much and why exactly? You quite honestly didn’t know. You almost felt the need to apologize for treating him so cruelly, but at the end of the day you were trying to teach him a lesson, and based on how he was looking at you, right eye squeezed shut to prevent cum from getting in his eye, body rattling with exhaustion, it was safe to say he wouldn’t make the same mistake again. The least you could do was help him clean up. You got up on your knees and took his clammy face in your hands, gliding your tongue along his salty skin to get rid of all the cum, saliva, tears- whatever fluids were coating his face. When you were done, you pressed a kiss to his lips.

“I love you, my sweet boy.”

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A/N:

HEYYY LOVELIESSS💓💓 here’s my first official completed request (woohoo)!!! Bertholdt is not usually a character I would accept writing but this request kinda had me GRRRR ya know (thank you for that anon, I truly hope you’ll enjoy this! This was my first time writing orgasm denial too so idk if i did it right NAKWKA)? BUTTT yeah here ya go, bloop ilyyyy

~Bunny

[kachinnate]

,,,,okay i know i just said i wasn’t going to talk about the deh movie but actually yeah imma talk about it for just a sec bc y’all actually make me legitimately distressed sajkfndsmjkgds

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hLQ_A0H1otc i dont have the braincells to do a shot by shot analysis right now but here’s what we’re lookin at

under a readmore because ghhhhhhh

firstly, let me lead with this: yes, from what we know, there’s a lot of things wrong with this movie. 

the worst, in my humble opinion, being the bts treatment of the (very few) actors of color, and the lack altogether of any production team members of color. that’s something that should be acknowledged, talked about, and fucking dug into especially at the current fucking period of time we’re living in. it’s unsurprising, but disgusting nonetheless, and it set this movie up for failure from the very beginning. i’m a white person so by no means so i feel inclined or like i have any authority in saying what one should feel wrt all of that, however i will say if there’s to be a boycott in not watching this movie, that should 100% be the reason why. it’s fully poc’s choice whether or not to forgive the production team or give this movie a chance for the irredeemable shit it did in regards to handling the movie’s production. the movie imo definitely doesn’t deserve their forgiveness, but again, that is not for me to say. 

there’s some little things too that i can’t fully think of off the top of my head - like, the whole making larry connor’s stepdad thing fucking irks me, for example, but, like...... listen.

if you know me like at all, you know my favorite word is nuance.

so, i’m going to say it outright: the way you people are approaching this three minute trailer shows literally.... none?? no nuance ??? is it no-nuance november over here or ???? like i’m begging you i’m BEGGING YOU to put aside your pre-determined prejudices against this movie and like stop pretending to be a renowned film critic for ten seconds because it’s really not as outright fucking abysmal as you are saying!! and also it’s possible to have opinions that aren’t completely fucking polarized to one side because guess what, the deh movie? a piece of media! what is the shit y’all are constantly preaching about having the ability to consume media critically ? because you’re trying to cancel a fucking trailer based on the contents of the trailer alone !!!!! hello !!!!!!!!

media is bound to be problematic. if y’all were as quick to judge any movie as you did this one, guess what you wouldn’t be watching any movies like ever <3 

anyway lets get into the parts that are probably going to get me cancelled lmao 

ben platt - listen. LISTEN. listen i know he’s too old to be reprising evan we ALL know he’s too old to be reprising evan i’ve heard this same argument since the announcement was made we get it we all know. haha he’s a grandpa yes bestie ur so right ur so funny wow. i do agree that we should’ve maybe had a not-ben-platt evan moment but here’s some things to keep in mind: the arguments of “oooh ABF is right there !!!!!!” 1. who’s to say he was available? 2. the environment of a movie is so, SO much different than that of a musical -- as much as you wanna pretend you know everything from just a trailer, there’s no way of knowing what scenes were added that might’ve made the movie like.. idk possibly more intense story-wise not even COUNTING the fact that just inherently a movie set is different than a musical one? like yes ben platt might be just being used as a device but that’s probably not the sole and only reason. Also, if i see One (1) more comment about his FUCKING HAIR 😃 first of all it’s not that deep like... if you’re so distracted by an actor having their hair different that’s on you, but going as far as to call it bad or distracting or being like Vehemently a way about it? y’all i know it’s most likely not your intention but that is literally just ben platt’s natural fuckin ETHNICALLY JEWISH hair sajknfgkjds!!!! i’m not the first to make this point, but like dsjnfkjdsg!??! y’all are being so mean about it and for WHAT? again, maybe not intentional, but it reads as like high key Very antisemetic and you should.... maybe not 😳 be that way

connor. the thing about a trailer is that they don’t show you all the scenes because they want you to come see the movie. right? can we agree on that? all the connor scenes in the trailer had SEVERAL hard cuts, omitting a lot of the scene -- like the computer lab scene! we see the beginning of it, there’s a VERY obvious hard cut, and then he’s running out! in my opinion my first watch through of this trailer i had a very like “:// hmm all these actors feel a lil like dry”, but man oh man the comments ive seen about connor. holy shit guys. this boy gets 7 minutes of stage time in the actual musical, and the whole thing is we DON’T KNOW VERY MUCH ABOUT HIM. not to burst your bubble, and i by no means hate connor, i love me some good connor lives fics and stuff, but everything we write with connor being alive? that is !! speculation on our part !!!! those are headcanons and us using the little context we have!! connor doesn’t have any significant development IN THE SOURCE MATERIAL that is being adapted into a movie !!! you 1. can’t fully judge a character with already limited screentime in a 3 minute trailer, 2. can’t really call what connor has canonically in the musical as in depth character development !! what is his arc then !!!! he pushes evan, goes to the computer lab, has an outcast loner kid moment, gets upset, takes the letter, DIES. sorry stans, that’s just how it is !! and, AND, everything in between, all the idiosyncracies, that depends on the actor playing connor! speaking of, you know who the actor is playing connor in the movie? that’s right, colton ryan! so, i don’t know, maybe... have some trust in the process, in an actor who ALREADY has played connor on broadway???? and also trust that you will get more connor content then u are seeing from a 3 minute trailer!! dhgnijsdg and some of the comments on like his appearance specifically? like are you really made that he doesn’t have long hair?? they kept his nails and his rings but nahhh the hair was apparently a MUST HAVE (even though like.. not all connor actors on broadway always had/have long hair but w/e).. REGARDLESS. tldr on THAT , the movie would have to do a pretty shitty job if they want to take something from someone who doesn’t have much to begin with and i think y’all are being extremely harsh on this point 

jared. honestly i’m a bit worried too about the like... name change, because it does have the potential to be taking out some representation, but... they did change the name to fit the actor’s ethnicity? it’s a really [hmm] topic because, again, from a trailer and from what we have been told we don’t KNOW a lot of the context, but i think it’s important to remember that uh.. jewish people aren’t just? always white ?? there’s a possibility they changed the last name to fit with the [ethnicity] while keeping him jewish?? ofc there’s the possibility that they Didn’t and ... again hm that’s its own thing altogether but just reiterates the point that you can’t knock a whole movie just based on the trailer. you can’t talk about things you know nothing about. 

alana. same thing as before, you can’t.... completely bash a character based on a 3 minute trailer. there was discussion about how she seemed ‘shy’ when talking to evan, which like.. maybe she is but also that scene was them talking in a library like if u actually take notice of what’s happening in the scene jdskngsd though i do share the general consensus with many others that she won’t get a lot of screen-time but that’s neither here nor there 😔 moving on

scenes and the setting. one of the things i was most like.. tentative about in regards to a switch from a musical to a movie was how they were like... going to do certain scenes? naturally, a lot has to be different when we’re going from a minimal stage set to an entire movie with like.. settings. there are going to be new scenes because a movie lends to have like, physical places that aren’t just [evan’s bedroom] and [murphy kitchen] and [implied school]. so new scenes, new conversations, slightly different pacing.. this is all to be expected right like are y’all geneuinely surprised here or ........

there’s a lot we aren’t seeing yet because this is a TRAILER. again i already mentioned this re: connor but like... again, y’all are making some Claims that just... fucking outlandish. there are so many moments in the trailer that are very obvious Hard Cuts. you don’t have all the information yet. you are angry at a tiny fragment of something that is confusing you because you don’t have all the context. is there a chance that some of this shit is just genuinely Bad? yeah but you really cannot 100000% say it with your chest and gauge it without seeing the movie and understanding what that scene is in context. lowkey uhhh saw some jokes about the zoe scene in the car and :’))) ? jesus? christ????

concluding thoughts because my brain hurts but like. you don’t have to like the movie. you don’t have to WATCH the movie. like all media if you choose to consume the movie you should do so with some CRITICAL THOUGHT. but, just like the novel (and i do not want to have any discussions about that i don’t care if you think it’s good Or bad that’s not what this is about) you guys are going in this WANTING to believe it’s bad and completely polarizing your thoughts on what this is going to be. yeah, maybe there shouldn’t be a movie. i genuinely think we could’ve gone without. but it’s just a piece of media, it’s not a progression like all your (musical is good, novel is bad, MOVIE IS WORSE OH NO) posts are suggesting. they are all just. different pieces of media stemming from a source. at the end of the day it’s just a fucking movie. if you already hate it so much, guess what? you don’t have to watch it! you don’t have to put so much needless fucking hate into a 3 MINUTE TRAILER. you can stop being performative and dissing it for its poor treatment of POC while then going on to make fun of ben platt’s hair and just targeting a different group like! please !!!

i’m not trying to be a fuckin’ advocate for this movie because there’s so much opportunity for it to suck, i do Not have high hopes for it, and i’m not even really sure i want to watch it (i bought the novel when it came out and have yet to read it, and i’m sure the movie will like.. elicit very similar vibes from me lsdngjkdsg like im just not uhhh feeling it) but y’know what? watching the trailer did not bring forth the fucking onslaught of hatred in me that apparently has fuckin posessed all of y’all and like djnsgjksdg plagued my dashboard for this whole evening. don’t come into my inbox trying to like.. argue with me about this (preemptively im turning off anon because i like i Can’t lmao) this is just like... a rant i needed to get out of me real quick. 

SO. tldr for now: have critical thought about shit you consume, there’s no ethical consumption under [the film industry], you can’t judge a movie entirely on its trailer, and y’all need to calm the fuck down 

[zanesgirlfriend]

Prom | Vlog Squad

Description: Blurbs of how each vs member would ask the reader to a charity 'influencers prom' (basically just promposals)

DISCLAIMER: I'm doing this as if everyone is single/likes girls. Like Mariah and Heath are obvs dating but they would both prompose so differently.

Requested by @character-development : inspired by David's new Prom ad thing, can u write how each member would ask the reader to prom (or a prom-like event) like cute prom-posal U R GOLD

Most of these are like cheesy prom poster things but it's still cute!

_____

BOYS

David: chipotle

You were going to prompose to David. He was too busy with other things to think of something fun and elaborate, but it was okay, you enjoyed the fun.

"Can you pick me up Chipotle?" He asked you on the phone, just as you knew he would. You happily obliged, already knowing he was gonna ask. You ordered the typical Dobrik Burrito and something for yourself before hopping back in your car. You took out your sharpie and wrote on the foil before putting his burrito back into the bag.

"Let's eat!" You hollered at him as you walked through the door. He smiled and joined you at the kitchen island. "This one's yours." You handed him the burrito upside down, so he wouldn't see the writing quite yet. Then you pulled out your food and the extra guac.

David smiled to himself as he read the foil.

Will you be my BAE-RITTO at prom?

It was the perfect amount of clever and stupid and he burst out into laughter.

"Fuck yeah!" He laughed at you before pulling out his phone to take a picture.

"What are you doing?" You asked between giggles. He started recording and pointed the phone toward you.

"Y/n just promposed to me. I'm her bae-ritto now!" He laughed as he posted the silly Instagram story.

-

Zane: drunk

You two had spent all night in his house. You had a Domino's feast and watched some movies as you got drunk together. Monopoly had become obsolete, long abandoned to play some simple card games instead. The two of you had crushed and entire case of beer and a bottle of whiskey, and you both felt like time was going in slow motion.

You didn't know when you two had gone to his room, but you didn't really care. You made jokes, talked about random shit, and cuddled for a while.

You felt each other drifting off, and right as you were falling asleep, Zane opened his mouth.

"Y/n?" He asked. You laid your head on his chest and tangled your legs with his.

"Yeah?" You whispered, a little too focused on his every move. All of his little mannerisms made you smile, and you didn't want to miss a single one.

"Will you go to prom with me?" His words were slurred, but you knew they were sincere. You also knew that he would never remember this, and probably try to ask you again in some big elaborate way.

"Why don't you ask me again in the morning?" You smiled as he drifted off to sleep.

-

Heath: golf

"Do you wanna come to the driving range with me?" Heath asked you during dinner, not wanting to go alone.

"I'm gonna suck, but sure!" You agreed. You spent the night together, putting on stupid golf outfits and driving out to the local driving range. You talked about anything and everything as you golfed.

You were horrible, as predicted, but he didn't really care. It was nice to just spend time with you.

"Are you going to that prom thing next month?" You asked him, genuinely curious. He hit another ball before turning back to you.

"I wasn't going to, are you?" He asked in return. You shook your head no. "Why not?" He walked towards you and you got up to take your turn.

"I don't have anyone to go with." You sounded sad, hoping he would ask you as you gripped the golf club.

"Let's go together." Heath suggested. You smiled to yourself before hitting the ball.

"Okay."

-

Todd: song

Todd was annoying the fuck out of his piano teacher. Begging him to teach the skills to play a certain chord progression. He practiced it every day for a month before he finally felt confident enough to show you.

And it was impressive. You sat next to him on the bench, listening to the soft love song he played. He belted the bridge, or what you thought was the bridge until your name came up. It echoed through the room sounding beautiful.

"Y/n will you go to prom with me?" He repeated over and over, using the same melody as the original song. You sung along, harmonizing with him.

"Toddy will you go to prom with me?" You sang to the same tune, before both of you reached the end of the song

"Yes." You said in unison, now in a regular voice. You both laughed an smiled as you thought about what you'd just done.

"That was beautiful." You giggled to him.

"Not as beautiful as you." He said in a serious tone before kissing you on the cheek.

-

Scott: shelter

"Let's go the animal shelter." Scott suggested to you. You were elated at the thought, not even knowing what he had in store. He'd got a custom tag made and attached it to a small collar that he kept in his pocket.

You enjoyed the ride there, but were even happier once you arrived. There were a bunch of cute little puppies and you couldn't wait to pet all of them.

"Can we play with these ones?" Scott asked the lady that was guiding you through their pens. She smiled and nodded before scooping up an armfull of tiny dogs. She led you into a pen outside and released all the little puppies. They all had on tiny colorful collars to distinguish them. They ran around in the grass, jumping on your lap and giving you lots of kisses.

"I think one of their collars came off." Scott pointed to his special collar that he'd dropped on the grass behind you. You spun around and grabbed it before reading the tag.

Prom?

You looked up at Scott and smiled.

"There's no way one of them is named Prom? is there?" You were dumbfounded for a moment before figuring it out. "Oh my God I'm dumb." Realization hit your face. Scott laughed at your stupidity before asking you himself.

"Will you go to prom with me?" He chuckled.

"Yes." You said in a pouty way, embarrassed by your oversight.

-

Jeff: hike

"Nobody else will go with me." Jeff begged you. He wasn't necessarily lying, but it wasn't the full truth. He told everyone he wanted to hike alone today, just so he could convince you to come with him.

You agreed, knowing he would buy you lunch after and it would be nice quality time with him. The hike was fun. You raced a little bit, and talked about some vlog squad gossip that was going around. Then you made it to the top. Jeff helped you up to the very top of a rock and you two sat there, resting for a bit.

"Isn't this beautiful?" Jeff asked you as he looked out at the view.

"Amazing." You watched a bird fly over the city before glancing at Jeff. He was already looking at you.

"Do you wanna be my date to prom?" He nudged your shoulder lightly as his dimples appeared.

"Yes, I can't wait to see you in a tux." She joked before nudging him back.

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Matt: escape room

You two were always doing escape rooms. But this one was your favorite. They'd just added a new room, and you were both ecstatic about it.

"I keep finding letters!" You hollered at Matt as you two felt around the room for clues.

"There's a board thing here, I think we have to put in a message." He pretended to speculate even though he already knew the answer. The hour ticked by fast, finding more and more letters and solving puzzles to find even more. You'd spent the last fifteen minutes trying to find some sort of hint to what the message should be about.

"Matt we only have two minutes left!" You screamed at him.

"I got it!" He ran over to the letters, rearranging them. You read each word until the sentence finally formed.

When we escape, will you go to prom with me?

You looked at him as if he was an idiot. "Matt this is not the time for games we only have a min-" Your voice ceased as a panel popped open in the wall. It had two buttons.

YES NO

"Matt what is going on?" You asked before glancing at the clock again. thirty seconds.

"Quick, yes or no! Will you go to prom with me?!" He screamed at you, pointing towards the buttons.

"Yes!" You screamed as you hit the YES button. The timer stopped and the exit door opened.

"Yay!" Matt hopped up and down, but you stared at him.

"Matt." You said.

"Yeah?" He asked, already knowing your question.

"Was this all and elaborate way to ask me to prom?"

"Yep!"

-

GIRLS

Natalie: donuts

At first glance, people would think what Natalie did was basic or cheesy, but they don't know the whole story. She'd taken you out to a donut shop twice a week for the past month. It was like your special little thing together. It was almost like she was training you to love donuts, but that wasn't very hard.

By the time the day of the promposal came around, you were the one waking her up to go get donuts. You two crawled out of bed, still in pajamas as you drove to your favorite donut shop. It was early, the sun had barely risen, but the bakers were already preparing your special donuts.

You walked in the shop, hand in hand and sipped some coffee as you watched them fill the donut cases like you usually did.

"They're spelling out something." You told Natalie. She looked up from her phone, trying to act inconspicuous. You two watched carefully as they placed the donuts sporadically. They knew if they placed them in order you would figure it out immediately.

It started with a question mark at the bottom of the case, then a few vowels here and there, and slowly the message started to come together.

W I L L Y O U G O

T O P R O M

W I T H M E ?

You turned to Natalie, but she was already smiling at you.

"Will you?" She asked. You smiled and walked up to the counter. A worker smiled at you.

"Can you rearrange the letters to spell 'yes'?"

-

Mariah: tumble

Mariah rehearsed the dance number for two weeks, making sure everything was perfect. She had backup dancers and lights and costumes and everything. She told you to come watch the dress rehearsal for some dance recital she was in, and you happily agreed.

You sat in the nearly empty audience, so happy to see what she's been working on. Mariah never seemed to be nervous for past performances, but this one was different. She was jumping up and down, shaking her limbs out over and over, very nervous and excited to ask you to prom.

The lights dimmed and dancers adorned the stage, getting in position. The music started and you knew something was up. It was your favorite song. The dancers started their routine and you were amazed. It was beautiful. Mariah walked out of stage and joined the group, leading them in a floor-work section of mostly tumbling and gymnastics during the bridge of the song.

Just as the song came to a dramatic close, the lighting changed and a backdrop fell behind them.

Y/N, I'D FLIP IF YOU WOULD TUMBLE TO PROM WITH ME!

You started to cry before walking onstage.

"So?" She asked you, slightly out of breath. You smiled and hugged her sweaty body.

"Yes!"

-

Kristen: waddle

Kristen stayed up all night long making the poster. It was black and white with glitter writing and perfectly aligned letters. She knew you would find it cute and adorable. It wasn't until the next night that she finally slipped away from you long enough to do it.

Her nerves were exploding out of her chest as she got dressed. She could barely hold the poster up she was so nervous. Before she came down the hallway, she took a deep breath.

"Are you ready?" Kristen screamed down the hallway at you.

"Yes!" You hollered back, adjusting the camera. You thought you were just filming an outfit video. Your mouth hung open as she waddled around the corner. She was dressed in a penguin onesie and held a posterboard behind her back.

"Oh my God!" You giggled at her and she made a stupid face at you before flipping the sign around.

Will you make my day and WADDLE to prom with me?

There were cute drawings and stickers of penguins all over. The yellow trimmed black letters popped off of the board and a few flakes of glitter were strewn about. You smiled, tears filling your eyes as you walked over to her.

"Of course!" You embraced her and laughed as you messed with the little beak on her penguin onesie.

-

Carly: starbucks

You'd gotten coffee with Carly almost every day for a year. So of course she would have to include it in her promposal. She usually picked you up before starting the day, and you went to Starbucks together. Today she asked you to meet her there.

Immediately you were suspicious, but figured she was just out and about and didn't have time to come get you. You drove yourself to the usual location, and found a nice parking spot. You'd barely walked inside when you saw her.

She was standing with a big cardboard cutout of a starbucks drink in her hands. It was decorated with the words:

Prom is a GRANDE event. It would mean a LATTE if you went with me!

You were too excited to speak. You nodded your head yes before bringing her in for a hug. Green confetti fell around you and someone handed you your usual order.

-

Erin: scar

Another day, just hanging out with Erin on her couch. You two had just ordered food, and were in the middle of binge watching something on Netflix. Erin was excited, but tried as hard as possible to keep her cool.

"Oh! Remember when I got that cyst taken out?" She asked you between episodes.

"Yeah?" You nodded wondering what cool medical fact she was going to tell you.

"The scar doesn't look like a normal scar. Like, I swear it spells something out." She sat up. You became very interested.

"What? Let me see." You turned your whole body towards her, curious to see what she was talking about.

She lifted up her sweatshirt and there, on her scar, was the word Prom? written with a sharpie. She laughed a little too hard, and so did you.

"This is the dumbest promposal, but yes." You laughed between words, almost in tears.

"I know, but yay!" Erin opened her arms up for a hug which you gladly received.

-

Corinna: tiara

Her best friend helped her make the poster, but Corinna spent most of her time at Tiffany&Co. She spent a week finding a ring that you would love, and another week waiting for it to be engraved. Of course Corinna went all out for you, she always did.

It turned into a big elaborate plan that David filmed for the vlog. Another "lay down blindfolded" type of thing. You were scared shitless, having no idea what was about to unfold.

"Sit in this chair and wear this." David said to you, handing you a shirt to use as a blindfold. You reluctantly agreed and sat down.

"Is it gonna bite me?" You asked as your legs bounced up and down.

"Maybe!" He laughed, his voice getting distant as he walked to the other side of the room. You heard footsteps walk into the room and someone pulled your blindfold off.

Corinna was in front of you. She looked beautiful, and she was holding a big blue posterboard. It said Y/n&Co. across the top, and the question "You know what has a nice RING to it?" You cocked your head to the side, happy but confused. Was she proposing? or something else.

"What?" You asked, perplexed by the smile on her face. You then noticed the small box in her hand. She knelt down in front of you, opening the box towards you. Inside was a beautiful ring, white gold and shaped like a tiara. There were small diamonds adorning the design and you immediately wondered how much it cost.

"Pick it up." She demanded gently. You complied, picking up the beautiful ring. As you inspected it you noticed the engraving on the inside.

Prom?

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I hope yall enjoyed this!!! it was really fun to do :) also tell me which one was your favorite :)