#and yes some girls do make things awkward and complicate everything

[side-b-bumblebi]

Men who view women as their intellectual equals 😍

[btsficsandsuch]

I might be a little Yoongi biased.

Anniversary Alone

You were sitting in the passenger seat of his car smoothing out the wrinkle in your skirt for what felt like the hundredth time. “Y/N just relax. Everything will be okay.”, your boyfriend spoke from the drivers seat. The two of you were in Daegu to visit Yoongi’s parents and also have a little weekend get away to celebrate your first anniversary. This was your first time meeting his parents so you were extra nervous. Yoongi never spoke much of them so you weren’t too sure what to expect. After a knock on the front door and a short wait Yoongi’s mom greeted you both and welcomed you in.

Lunch was going well. Yoongi’s mom questioned him about whether or not he was resting and eating well. His dad asked him how work was going. Usual parent talks. Things took a turn when Yoongi’s mom cleared her throat, “So son, when do you plan on starting to date. I mean I’m not getting any younger and I’d really like some grandchildren.” To say you were confused was an understatement. He was dating. He was dating you and you were sitting right there. Was his mom confused? Did Yoongi not tell them about you? Your mind was going a million miles a minute waiting for Yoongi to say something.

Finally he spoke up, “You know I’m busy mom. I just don’t have time for a relationship right now.” You tried your hardest to stop the tears threatening to fall. You didn’t understand. You thought you were in a relationship with Yoongi for the last year but apparently not. Why would he lie? His mom continued, “I know and that’s why I did half the work for you and found a girl for you to take on a date. Her name is Jae. Your father and I have known her parents for years. I think you’ll really like her. She wants to be an idol too so you have a lot in common.”

You felt like the wind had been knocked out of you. Your boyfriend’s mother just set him up on a blind date right in front of you. You sat there waiting. Waiting for Yoongi to speak up and decline the offer. He had to decline it because his girlfriend was already sitting right next to him and he had plans to celebrate their one year anniversary that evening. You kept waiting and waiting, but you never heard him say toy. You saw him nod his head yes and whisper a soft okay breaking your heart.

The rest of the lunch was awkward to say the least. You were no longer hungry and you were just focused on not breaking down. Yoongi knew you were upset and wanted nothing more to hug you and apologize and explain.

A little more time passed before it was finally time to leave. You all said your goodbyes and Yoongi’s mom once again reminded him about his date that evening, like a final dagger to the heart. The car ride back to the hotel was silent. Yoongi tried to rest his hand on your thigh several times but you quickly shoved him off of you each time.

Once in the room you couldn’t hold the tears any longer and immediately locked yourself in the bathroom. Yoongi kept knocking on the door, “Y/N please come out and let me explain.”

“Explain what Yoongi. How you just let your mom set you up on a blind date right in front of me? Or how you haven’t told your parents you’ve had a girlfriend for the last year? I mean who did they think I was?” You tried to keep your sobs to a minimum not wanting him to know how upset you relent were.

You could hear him sigh from the other side of the door, “Y/N it’s really complicated. I was trying to protect you. My parents can be a bit harsh and I wasn’t sure how’d they react to me dating you. I didn’t want them to say anything

to hurt you so I told them that you were a member of the staff that was coming along with me to help make sure I continued to meet work deadlines. I didn’t know about the date. I promise.”

You couldn’t help but scoff, “Oh so you’re embarrassed of me. Is it because im foreigner or because I’m not a famous idol like you? I mean why are you even with me if you can’t tell your parents about us?” Yoongi began to plead, “No Y/N I’m not embarrassed at all. I love you so much. You’re my everything. I thought I was doing the right thing but I made a mistake.”

Slowly you cracked open the door peeking around to see your boyfriend leaning up against the wall, his hair disheveled from him pulling at it in distress. His eyes were red from the tears threatening to spill. “Then why didn’t you tell them the truth when your mom brought up the date? Why did you agree to go?”, you questioned.

Yoongi looked up seeing you in the doorway. He pulled you into a hug, “I don’t know Y/N. I really don’t. I panicked. I feel like all I’ve ever done is let them down and went against what they wanted. I just didn’t know what to say.” You stayed in his embrace for a few moments thinking through your options. Finally you pushed him off of you looking up to meet his gaze. In a whisper you responded, “You better leave now. You don’t want to be late for your date.” With that you walked back in the bathroom locking the door behind you.

You’d hoped that he would bang on the door and tell you that he’s not going. That he’s spending the evening with you and you two will celebrate your anniversary as planned. When you heard the room door open and click shut shut seconds later, your tears started flowing again. He had actually left. He was spending your anniversary on a date with another woman that he hadn’t even met yet.

You decided the take a hot shower to try and calm down. When you were cleaned and changed you laid in bed. All you could think about was how your boyfriend was out on a date with another woman. He was making small talk, laughing at her little jokes, telling her how beautiful she looked. He’d pay for the dinner and then grab her hand and take her for a long walk through the park just talking about anything and everything. All things he was supposed to be doing with you. But instead you were alone and stuck in this hotel room in an unfamiliar city feeling sorry for yourself.

After about an hour you decided that you weren’t going to spend another night there. You had no reason too. Your boyfriend clearly didn’t care and even though you were supposed to meet his parents for breakfast the next day you knew they’d be happier if you were gone. They probably saw you as a threat to their plan to get Yoongi a girlfriend. You quickly packed all of your belongings so you could get out of there before he got back.

While putting the last of your clothing back into your bag you saw the gift you had brought to give to Yoongi. A beautiful watch he had been eyeing for a while. Along with that there was a hand written letter detailing everything you loved about him. Feeling like such a fool you came close to tearing up the letter. He didn’t deserve to read those words. But staring at the envelope you couldn’t bring yourself to do it. No matter how bad he hurt you everything in that letter was true to you at one time. You decide to leave the gift along with the envelope sitting on the table in the corner of the room along with a new note written on a piece of hotel stationery,

“Yoongi, by the time you get back from your date and read this I’ll be halfway to Seoul. Don’t worry I’ll have all of my things out of the apartment before you get back on Monday. I’m sure your new girlfriend will probably want to move her things in soon. Oh and happy first anniversary. Too bad there won’t be a second.

Love, Y/N”

With that you grabbed your bag and headed for the train station. You wanted to catch the soonest train back home.

Yoongi was miserable. All he could think about was you sitting alone in the hotel room on your anniversary while he was stuck on this date pretending to care about anything this girl was saying. “Yoongi are you even listening to me?”, she asked. He came back to the present and apologized, “Sorry, I have a lot on my mind.” She rolled her eyes, “Anyways, do you think you could put in a good word for me at the company? My audition is in a couple weeks and I’d love to make a good impression.” Yoongi sighed, “Did you only want to go on this date with me so that I could try and get you in as an idol?” Jae laughed, “Well yeah I thought I made that clear. I don’t have any time for dating right now. I want to further my career.”

Yoongi was quick to stand up knowing this was his chance out. He placed some money down on the table to cover their dinners and handed Jae a card with the number to one of the recruiters on it, “Here call this number and tell them that Yoongi recommends you as a trainee.” With that he ran out of the restaurant and rushed back to the hotel hoping to find you laying in bed so he can make it up to you and tell you how much he loves you and how much he needs you and how much of an idiot he is.

Yoongi barged into the hotel room and immediately noticed you and all of your things were gone. His hope that maybe you were just out to grab dinner was lost when he noticed your note sitting on the table. He was experiencing a mix of sadness, guilt, and anger with himself. These feelings only got worse when he saw the envelope. He name written in cursive surrounded by little hearts. With shaky hands he opened the envelope and pulled out the letter he began to read,

“Yoongi, Can you believe it’s been a whole year already? Time really has gone by so fast. I guess that will happen when you spend every day feeling the love that only comes along once in a lifetime. I really don’t know how I would’ve gotten through this past year without you by my side. I never knew how badly I needed your late night cuddle sessions or your kisses when you think no one is looking. How I look forward to your words of comfort or how you put my bathrobe in the dryer before my showers so that it can be nice and warm when I get out. You truly are the love of my life and I can’t wait to celebrate many more anniversaries with you. I love you.

Yours forever, Y/N”

Yoongi sat there clutching the now tear stained letter. He couldn’t believe that he let his fears once again get in the way and ruin everything. He knew he had to make it right. He had to at least try. Shoving all his belongings into his bag he grabbed the car keys and headed out the door.

Dropping your bag by the door and taking off your shoes you were happy to finally be home. That was until you remembered that you had to pack all of your stuff and find somewhere else to live before Yoongi got home. Luckily he wouldn’t be home for another day so you decided to just get changed into some comfy clothes and get in bed.

A few hours later after you drifted in and out of sleep you heard the front door slam shut followed by lots of shuffling. Immediate panic set in. You were home alone and someone had broken into the house was the first thought that came to your mind. The fear got worse when you heard someone running down the hall to your bedroom. You jumped out of bed and grabbed the nearest item you could find to use as a weapon when the door swung open and a disheveled, exhausted Yoongi appeared. Relieved it was only him you still used your weapon of choice to lightly smack him on his good shoulder,

“What the hell Yoongi! You scared me half to death. I thought someone had broken into the house.” He engulfed you a hug squeezing you so tight you could barely breathe, “I’m so sorry Y/N, for everything. Please don’t leave me. I thought I was protecting you by what I did but I never thought it would end up like this. I love you so much and I don’t know what I’d do without you. This has been the best year of my life and for the first time I’m truly happy and that’s because of you. No other girl on this planet could even compare to you.”

You stood there just taking in his scent for a few moments before remembering what happened, “What happened to your date?” Not letting up on his grip he mumbled into your hair, “She only wanted to go on a date with me so I could put in a good word for her at the company and increase her debut chances. I gave her a card for one of the recruiters and got out of there.”

You only nodded, unsure what to say. Yoongi finally released his grip around you and pulled you to sit next to him on the bed. “Okay and what about your breakfast with your parents tomorrow? What are you going to tell them?”, you asked. He ran his hand through his hair trying to find the words, “I already called them and explained everything. I told them that we had been dating for the last year and that I loved you and didn’t care what they thought.” You bit your lip trying stop the smile starting to form. “What did they say?”, you asked. He let out a smirk, “They were pretty mad. Not only because I woke them up in the middle of the night but they were also pretty mad that I hurt you like that. My mom said you seemed like such a sweet girl. She was going to try and set you up with one of my cousins.” You could see the jealousy form in his face, “I told her she needs to stop trying to play matchmaker.” You both couldn’t help but giggle. “She also wants us to come back for another dinner so that they can get to know you properly.”, he smiled at the thought.

You pulled his hand onto your lap, “Look Yoongi I’m not saying I’m completely forgiving you right away. That was pretty low of you to do, especially on our anniversary, but I think with some time and lots of hugs and kisses I could forgive and move past this. You’ll have to earn it though.”

“Well I better get started on that forgiveness then shouldn’t I.”, he smirked while pushing you back on the bed peppering you with kisses.

[greg-montgomery]

Ivy - Part 11

gif by: @hotch-girl <3

Aaron Hotchner x Fem!Reader (Sean Hotchner x Fem!Reader)

Series summary: Your relationship with your boyfriend, Sean, is going great. Well, that is until you meet his older brother, Aaron.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10

i am back!!!! <3333 we're getting close to the end my besties <3 if you missed the previous chapter, i'm sorry i didn't tag anyone! but now my blog is fixed and everything is back to normal!!

i think i’ll only write one or two more chapters on this story and we’re done 🫶🏻

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“She’s gonna be alright.” Those were the words Aaron had said to him after getting you back. Sean was holding onto those words like his life depended on it.

“Thank you for reaching out to me for help, even after everything we’ve done to you,” his brother had said. “It means more to me than you know.”

“I would never put my pride above her safety.”

“I’m really proud of you for that.” That statement should have not made his chest swell the way it had. Seeking validation from his older brother seemed like a trap he still fell into; even after being betrayed by his own blood.

“I don’t know if you’ll ever find it in you to forgive me, but I don’t want to lose you.” Sean remembered the way Aaron’s voice had broken after saying those words. “Just know that you’ll always be my family and I’ll always be by your side if you need anything. You can still hate me, I don’t mind, as long as you know I’m always here if you need help.”

“I know.”

“Hot chocolate is ready!” A bubbly voice snapped him out of the memory of that phone call.

“How can you be this energetic at 4 in the morning?” he groaned, taking the cup of hot chocolate from Penelope’s hands.

“Well, my job doesn’t really have a schedule. So I’ve been trained to be alert at any time of the day. Or night.” She smirked.

Penelope had insisted on staying with him after hearing the news that you were safe. Sean couldn’t even imagine how awful he must have looked for a stranger to make an offer like this. But he was glad she did. That woman was full of warmness and light; things that had been missing from his life.

He had only managed to bring the mug on his lips, when he heard his phone ring. It was you.

“Hey,” he said, breathless.

“Hi, Sean.” Your voice was weak, tired; he could tell. But you were alive and that was all that mattered.

“How are you feeling?”

“Better. I slept, I showered, and now I’m having something to eat.”

It stung that it was Aaron who had probably cooked for you; that it was Aaron’s embrace you had found comfort in that night. It was all clear to him now. Sean was the reason you had been kidnapped. Aaron was your knight in shining armor who had come to your rescue.

It would never be Sean again for you. It would always be Aaron.

“God, I’m so sorry,” he cried. “I don’t know what to say. I feel like the bigg-”

“Don’t you dare apologize for this,” you interrupted him. “How could you have known?”

Sean wasn’t able to reply, his sobs choking him, preventing his voice from coming out.

Penelope was quick to sit next to him and take his hand in hers. “Hey, it’s okay.”

“Sean, do you think we could meet at some point? And just talk? I think we both need it.”

You were right. “Yes, we do. I’ll text you when I can.”

“Thank you,” you said.

There was an awkward pause. The times you were giggling on the phone asking him to hang up first were long gone.

“Um…try to get some sleep, please,” you spoke again. “I’ll be doing the same.”

“Okay, Y/N. Good night.”

“Good night.”

--

A kiss on the forehead by Aaron calmed your beating heart down. “I’m proud of you.”

“I can’t tell whether he hates me or not,” you admitted, letting your phone drop on the couch next to you. “Last time we talked it felt like he didn’t wanna see me again. And now it’s…”

“It’s all very complicated,” he said, leaving another kiss on the side of your head. “He’s hurt, but he still loves you. And now he feels guilty on top of everything.”

“I don’t want him to forgive me because he feels guilty.”

“We need to give him time, my love. Let him reach out to you when he’s ready. He needs to process his emotions first,” Aaron said. “We all do.”

“Thanks for the input, Oprah.”

“Ah…” he said, throwing his head back. “I missed that nickname.”

You laughed and kissed his cheek with all the love in the world.

Brining your attention back to the soup you had left, you brought up a little detail from the phone call you just had.

“As I was talking with Sean…” you started, “I swear I heard Penelope’s voice at some point.”

“Penelope as in…”

“As in Penelope Garcia.”

Aaron raised his eyebrows in surprise. “I guess she stayed there for moral support?”

“Can she even do that?” you wondered.

“Well, your case wasn’t official so I guess she can,” he argued.

“Hmm…interesting.”

At least you were gonna sleep easier now, knowing that Sean wasn’t all by himself.

--

“Shh…Try not to wake her, okay buddy?”

“Okay.”

After a sleep full of nightmares that you were back in that basement, being woken up by the whispers of your favorite people was a blessing; even if they managed to do the exact opposite of what they had just said.

You opened your eyes slightly, being met with a little Jack climbing up the bed.

“Daddy, I woke her up,” he said, turning to face his dad with a guilty face.

“It’s okay, my angel. Come here,” you said, softly, opening your embrace for him.

Jack was soon in your arms, and to the sight of Aaron smiling at the two of you, you fell back asleep.

This time, without bad dreams.

--

My family: those two words were on your mind the entire day you spent with them.

Normally, you would be irritated if the people around you acted as if you were going to break at any point, but how could you be mad when those people were Aaron and his son?

Aaron told Jack you were a little sick and that was all it took for him to act as overprotective of you as his dad did. They didn’t let you lift a finger, and somehow, this treatment felt comforting. You felt loved and cared for. You were important to them.

“Need some tea, maybe?” Aaron asked, as you rested your head on his shoulder. Jack was playing in his room, finally giving you some time alone.

“All I need right now is my man to hold me.”

“Okay. I’m sorry if I’m being too much.”

“Don’t be sorry,” you said, placing your palm on his chest. “Thank you for taking care of me.

“I would lose my mind if something happened to you,” he admitted. “I don’t even wanna think about it.”

“Then don’t,” you replied, kissing his jaw. “It’s over now.”

“It is,” he said softly, his nose brushing against yours. “I love you.”

“I love you.”

You cupped his cheek and brought his face close to you, giving him a deep kiss. “My love…”

“Y/N, look what I made!” Jack’s excited voice made you break your kiss abruptly, but not fast enough for him not to see what was happening. To Jack, you were still his aunt – not his dad’s girlfriend.

Embarrassment and surprise were written all over his face as he stared at you, before running back to his room.

“I’ll talk to him,” you told Aaron before he even had the chance to speak.

--

You knocked on Jack’s door and entered his room after hearing his soft, “Come in.”

Jack was sitting cross-legged on the carpet, a superhero figure occupying his hands.

“Hey, buddy.”

“Why were you and daddy kissing?” he asked, staring at the toy on his lap.

“Honey, uncle Sean and I are not together anymore,” you said, taking a seat next to him.

“You don’t love him anymore?”

“I love him, but not the way I love your dad,” you answered honestly. He was a kid, but you weren’t going to hide the truth from him. Children understood everything anyway.

“You love my dad?”

“Very much.”

“And does he love you too?” Jack finally looked at you.

“He does.”

“So now you’re my dad’s girlfriend?” His tone was curious, not judgmental like you feared.

“Yes, my angel,” you said.

“Isn’t uncle Sean mad at you?”

His question hurt, as innocent as it was.

“He is. And we deserve that.”

“I’d be mad too.”

Thanks, Jack, you thought.

“Max is my best friend,” he said after a small pause.

“Okay…” you said, uncertain where he was going with this.

“But after Christmas break, when we went back to school,  he only played with Alex, and not me anymore. And it made me really sad and angry. But then…then…they said they were sorry and we started playing all together. And now we’re all friends.”

You furrowed your brows - trying to ignore your protective instincts that wanted you to fight two children named Max and Alex – and focused on the moral message of his story.

Yes, the three of you would never be best friends. But Sean deserved an apology. The one you hadn’t given him the day you broke up, because you thought it was worthless. An apology wouldn’t fix anything, but Sean deserved to hear it anyway.

Jack interrupted your thoughts by moving closer to you. “I know that uncle Sean is mad, but I’m happy you’ll be here with us a lot. I love you.”

That kid had the ability to melt your heart like butter. “I love you too, buddy.” You leaned in to give him a hug.

“Can I tell you a secret?” he whispered against your shoulder.

“Of course.”

“I kept wishing you were my mom and not my aunt. And I think that my wish came true and that’s why daddy fell in love with you.”

You squeezed him even tighter.

Part 12

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[bestworstcase]

other people have brought this up also but the girls confront themselves as they were before even the trailers, and that is generally interesting for the implicit callback to 5.7 (“well, that embarrassment, that desire to go back and tell yourself not to be so stupid? that just proves you're not the same person you used to be. you're smarter, you're kinder, you're stronger, and you're not done growing yet. none of us are.”) and for the implication that the herbalist showed them who they used to be in order to prompt them to reflect on who they are now, that is, what we see in this episode is not a series of confrontations with manifested self-doubt but, instead, conversations with past mistakes: yang pouring her energy into searching for her mother to find answers that would make her feel whole; blake drawn to the huntsmen academy by the allure of simple nobility, of solving difficult and complicated problems by finding some innate goodness; weiss uncertain of her family name and her place in the world and worried of never escaping her father’s long shadow. the herbalist shows them these childhood stumbles and in doing so reveals to them how far they have grown beyond the frightened children they once were, how they can look their younger selves in the eye and say no. you were so very afraid, but you were stronger than you ever imagined. this thing that felt so big and so terrible to us then is so small now, so trivial. we’re going to be okay.

but it’s also, specifically, fascinating for how it lands on ruby. there’s a contrast here that i haven’t seen anyone point out yet: ruby rose arrived at beacon brimming with hope and confidence, yes, but also socially anxious, isolated, uncomfortable. she did not want to meet new people or make friends. the idea of being paired up with anyone besides yang during the initiation sent her into a panic. this girl whipped out her fuckoff huge scythe to avoid having to talk to people about herself and whined about having to interact with her new classmates!

that’s the version of herself that ruby confronts during the herbalist’s trial—the awkward, socially isolated girl who desperately wished she could just do everything alone because she didn’t know how to talk to people. and ruby overcame those challenges, sure, but not through any soul-searching or emotional introspection or prolonged reflection on the importance of making friends—she got plonked into a situation where she had to be social and made some friends and (in classic angsty under-socialized fifteen year old fashion!) realized hey this isn’t so bad, actually.

it’s clarifying to imagine how this confrontation might have gone had ruby been in a healthier state of mind; younger ruby would be like “but wouldn’t it be nice if you could just hide behind crescent rose all the time and get on with killing grimm and not have to talk to anybody except yang? don’t you want to be normal?” and ruby would be like “??no??” because holy moly there is nothing in this world she loves more than she loves her friends. there’s no triumphant speech to make here. it’s just the before and after on ruby getting comfy socializing outside her immediate family.

but ruby is not in a good place so instead what happens is this: the ruby who dreamed of being a lonely hero and vibrated with anxiety whenever she had to talk to a stranger looks at the ruby who’s quaking under the weight of all the love she wants to protect, and the isolated child she used to be recoils. through those eyes the friendships ruby has found these last two years become nothing but another burden to carry on top of everything else and the childhood fantasies of heroism are warped into a nightmare by the things she knows now. it doesn’t seem fair. it isn’t fair. we didn’t want this—who would ask for this?

so the problem ruby had then is not made small by the passage of time; it becomes, instead, a magnifying glass for the problem ruby has now. and whereas yang, blake, and weiss are asked to consider emotional fantasies they felt once but have long since grown past (to feel whole somehow, to live in a world with simple answers, to disappear and be free)—ruby comes face-to-face with the reality that she is living her childhood fantasy and the fantasy is a nightmare; thus the only temptation this trial can offer her is the fantasy of nonexistence, of a transformation so complete that she is no longer herself, of escape through the annihilation of ruby rose.

this is why the cat intervenes for her and her alone. the trial was meant to illuminate and affirm the present by looking to the past, but instead it slapped ruby across the face with the reality that she DOES NOT WANT to be herself anymore and that if given the chance she would destroy herself to escape from being the person she has always been. that is a realization she did need to have, but not like this, not without making the choice to face it and certainly not alone.

[drylan]

general rylan headcannon!!🫶

ok these are mad random and have no theme so lets go

i have kind of mentioned this before, but dylan has insanely high physical pain tolerance. i mean, he had his had sawed or shot off and didn't pass out? it takes more than shock to power through that. meanwhile, ryan is the better of the two at processing and rationalizing emotional pain.

ryan actually initiates cuddling more than dylan does. sometimes he just needs the pressure and presence of physical touch at certain times. early on he's maybe not the most comfortable about it, but when he realizes how much dylan likes physical touch too, he definitely gets comfortable asking for cuddles

ryan's phone background is a picture he took of dylan sleeping with schrodinger on his chest. dylan's phone background is a picture of them kissing and him flipping off the camera that kaitlyn took.

ryan gets sleep paralysis sometimes. he's had it occur pretty regularly since childhood. it doesn't scare him too much and he can usually slowly rise out of it without trouble. dylan has learned to recognize the signs of an episode and will be there to hold and kiss him gently when he fully wakes up. despite having it for years,

sarah has a complicated relationship with dylan. first, she's annoyed at him for taking her brother's attention away from her. then she becomes obsessed because he's this new cool older guy that doesn't treat her like a nuisance and he's funny. then she catches him and ryan making out and goes 'ew' and he occupies 'annoying dorky older brother' territory along with ryan. of course he becomes family to her as she gets older and appreciates both him and ryan for what they mean in her life.

(one of my many headcanons for their potential first time) - their first time is after they're acquitted. it's been awkward, dylan was in the hospital, ryan shouldered so much guilt for putting him there. and they were monitored, constantly. ryan had just rented out some random motel room for the court date because he didn't want to stress out sarah and his grandparents by having them come to court with him. dylan spends the night with him in that hotel room. and it isn't until they're both standing in that shaggy room that they realize they're free, finally free. ryan grabs dylan's shoulders and kisses him. neither of them know exactly where they stand, but when they pull apart, before ryan can apologize or ask anything, dylan is kissing him back, and they're stumbling onto that squeaky bed. it's uncoordinated and sloppy but it's perfect.

ryan knows dylan's passion for science, but he fucking hates his required science classes in college. it's in animation school, why is he required to do this? well, dylan finds a nice study method for him, which involves taking one article of clothing off at a time for each practice question ryan gets right. unsurprisingly, his grade definitely climbs up after that. "oh yeah, that's right, babe, good job. sock number #1 is off"

why yes, ryan does draw dylan naked. he's got a special set of sketchbooks for more steamy drawings. dylan finds it on accident one day and ryan is a bit embarrassed, but dylan isn't. that's when he offers to pose for him, if he wants. of course he makes a 'draw me like one of your french girls' joke, but when they actually get down to do it, it's an incredibly intimate experience that leaves them breathless and even closer as a couple

their first date is at an arcade with a bar. ryan wears a pretty black dress that has dylan nearly dizzy and dylan wins them stuffed teddy bears that have magnets in their hands that snap together.

ryan has a thing for dylan's shoulders, hair, chest, dimple, and tummy. dylan has a thing for ryan's well...everything, but he especially loves his swimmer abs, furry chest, pretty lips and cute ears.

life gets so busy leading up to their first anniversary of dating, the day almost passes them by. but ryan comes home with a bottle of wine, dylan orders them a pizza, and the 69 until midnight. it's a pretty damn good anniversary.

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Liveblogging Dead Friend Forever Ep 8

Shit has hit the fan and is going to continue hitting the fan this episode. Let's go!

Tee didn't steal the cash Non gave him to pay off his mafia debts? I am, honestly, shocked. I am not, however, shocked that mafia uncle thinks that Non is a police spy. This is not going to end well for Non but at least mafia uncle ends up in jail.

creepy teacher keng is going to get his ass a pair of cement shoes and I am here for it. dude, you are a math tutor why are you trying to investigate the mafia. They really are not trying hard to hide the fact that this is a mafia front. "the bathrooms are off limits, order food and get the fuck out" indeed. The closeup on the water jug makes me suspect poison but instead we get the frankly hilarious getting hit by a car scene, i hope that's how he dies.

OOoof, this favoritism from Non's mom is painful. Like, we knew she probably loved New best but hearing it...yikes. Non's not a good kid, like New is! Non can't do anything right, like New can! Poor Non.

Non's breakdown is so sad. this kid is Going Through It on all fronts.

oh my god, those voices reading the tweets...the salacious tones. so gross. Be On Cloud is Making A Point. very well done.

Non writing out the kills exactly how they happen 3 years from now. Either Non is (one of) the Killers or the killers found the script. So like, YES this is a revenge story! That shouldn't be shocking or disappointing to you, it was telegraphed! The fun is in how we get there not in complicated twists for twists sake! ok, moving on.

Tee being ordered to kill Non...i see i see. Tee doesn't like Non at all but is still horrified at the thought of killing him or his uncle killing Non. because Tee IS still a highschool kid himself, no matter how long his uncle has been making him do mafia shit is probably wasn't that. Tee's still got some goodness/innocence in him, which is probably the side he shows White.

LMAO at the netizens causing problems. yeah that sounds about right!

i am dying to see the awkward conversation between Jin and Non about Non coming back to finish the movie.

Tee being suspiciously nice. he's either plotting to kill Non to prove himself to his uncle or feeling incredible guilt that he's going to take Non to his uncle to get silenced. Or a mix of both! if I was Non i would not trust that water lol.

Jin stares at Non but can't even meet his eyes when Non looks back at him. GOOD. I don't care if he was upset about his crush 'sleeping with someone else', you don't just record people like that! He is, in fact, old enough to know that, even if he has poor impulse control because he's a dumb teenager.

is the prop an ACTUAL AXE. lol. lmao even. how did none of you realize this was going to end badly?!

Anyway, the knife being Non's, actually, is so fun. Just another little detail that the killers wanted the boys to recognize the calling card that's why Por got cut up a bit after he got stabbed by the branch.

You tell them, Non!

Oh, Top getting stabbed and Fluke having to take care of him...part of what Fluke was talking about how it's always him taking care of those things. I'm glad Non got to stab Top a little.

Jin trying to apologize for everyone but let's play some One Republic ft Timbaland 🎵🎶Because It's Too Late! To Apologiiiiize! It's Too Late! 🎵🎶

LMAO I was right to be suspicious of the water!!!! man did that kick in at just the right moment.

LOL Jin lying to the cops is just painful. You can tell that he's lying from a mile away, especially when he says that Non and Mr Keng truly loved each other. I do think it's interesting that they plotted to have the story be that Non ran away with Mr Keng.

Jin winds up the Final Girl of the version Por wound up shooting, even though Non had changed the script to everyone dying...them going back to the valley mansion because of Jin leaving the country...it's all about Jin, just like i've been saying! everything is connecting!

lol they all know Non is probably fucking dead and not with Mr Keng.

Tee, don't ask questions you don't want the answers to.

i knew it! I knew those were going to be Phi's last words to Non and it was going to eat him up! It's going to drive him insane and he's gonna murder people about it!

using the actual footage of Non's murdery breakdown in the movie...evil. Phi going to the movie premier... Iconic.

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Celestial Symphony

[02: Reunion Post-poned]

[scaramouche x Fem!reader]

Word count: 3k :)

Note: god this took weeks

Eula, Sara , Kokomi , Noelle , Kazuha , Aphria(?) , Scaramouche , Elliot(?)

You follow Eula further into the garden, Noelle following closely behind you two. Eventually, you reach a less crowded part of the garden, There weren't as many people there and the silence was refreshing.

The three of you found a quite place to sit and admire the sky. It was pitch black but the stars illuminated it.

"SO. How is everything at the manor"

"Its fine, I'm still shaken up from all the new rules but I'm getting use to it"

"How has everything been with your father"

"Well its... really awkward"

"How so"

"Everyone I'm even at the same room as him, we just don't talk, and he just tells me what I need to do and leaves"

"And the duchess "

"Not any better, I'm positive on the fact that she hates me. Every morning when I sit done I can feel her staring daggers into my skull"

"I heard shes been leaving the Manor more often these days, perhaps to avoid you?"

"Most likely"

"I don't understand why does she despise you"

You turn to Noelle, and she instantly covers her mouth

"O-oh I'm so sorry I didn't mean to interfere my lady!"

"Its fine noelle, think of this as chat with friends"

"Why does she despise you"

"Did you perhaps do something as a child that may have upset her my lady?"

"Umm..not that I remember- i mean recall"

"Maybe she felt threatened when you were born, i know for a fact that she loves power over everything, if that were the case it would make sense for her to hate you"

"Thats probably it."

"Well we had enough time chit chatting  here, its time that you stop avoiding and start small talking with some nobles"

"Can we just...not"

"Look alot of nobles saw you enter through the gate, if they don't see you at least talk one noble aside from me they'll mistake you for a coward."

"Alright..."

"Don't worry my lady i'll help you with your speech "

" Noelle and I will be there you assist you, of course I'll introduce you to a noble figure that had been in your shoes before"

"Been in my shoes... what di you mean by that"

"You'll see"

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You return to the section of the garden that the entrance is. As you silently dread the meeting with the few nobles eula will introduce you to, although you can't get your mind off of her earlier words.

'Been in my shoes, what does she mean by that'

The jingle of gems breaks you from your train of thoughts. You look to were the source of the noise is coming from. And you see a female with pink hair and blue eyes, she seems to be wearing a light blue gown and closely behind her was a tall female with purple hair.

"Lady kokomi, lady sara, a pleasure to see you"

"Likewise, is this the girl you mentioned eula"

Lady kokomi and Madam Sara

Lady kokomi was also a commoner once, she use to live in a secluded part of inazuma known as watasumi Island. it was known to be and independent state, that cut its ties with the Royal family. However this was a foolish decision. As it had no militarily nore did it have any form of export. Watasumi was also infamous for its farm land, so there was a great famine

Weak and secluded, in the eyes of the nations it was the perfect property. Watasumi was constantly under attack. However, things changed after Lady Kokomi entered the picture. She had convinced the priestess at the time to restore the ties to the Royal family, and under her guidance watasumi had become a peaceful state once more. she currently owns most of Watsumi and rose to the rank of the marchioness. As for Lady Kujou. You don't know too much about her, aside from the fact that she works with Lady Kokomi.

You phase back into reality when you hear Eula call your name.

"Yes, lady kokomi, lady sara this is [y/n] [ l/n] the current heir to [l/n] dutchy"

"[L/n]…I never knew the duchess had another child."

you stare at Eula as she does the same.

"It's a very...complicated situation, lets first find a better place to have"

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It had been a few hours of chatting but you and Lady Kokomi got along immediately, perhaps it was the fact that you had a lot of things in common, or maybe its the fact that you both admire the differences. like for instance lady Kokomi was interested in military treatises, and although you didn't know a signal of this when it came to the art of war, you found yourself interested the more she talked about.

as you two carry on the conversation, one would noticed three figure standing aside and watching you two converse.

"Well...they seem to get along," Sara says with an unsurprised look on her face.

"Like magnets"

"since when did you start describing things in such a way"

Since I met a certain young queen in sumeru"

"Sorry to interrupt but would you like anything my ladies"

"its fine, you don't need to be so formal Noelle, there are barely any people around"

"is that your talking so informally"

"Archons, you irritate me"

Although you and Kokomi got along quite well, Sara and Eula got along like oil and water. No matter what the other says they will always find a way to insult each other. It's expected with the pride and stubbornness the both of them have, what's not expected is that they completely miss the fact that someone had been following them and eavesdropping on their conversations.

a certain purple-haired male had his eyes on your group from the moment you walked through the entryway.

.

Just then another noble had entered your conversation with Kokomi. She had silver hair and was wearing a dark blue dress. Although you had never seen her, Kokomi knew instantly who she was.

"Aphria, It's so good that you could join Us"

"it is a pleasure lady Kokomi is this duke [l/n]'s new heir, I've heard a lot about you"

"oh- um it's a pleasure to meet you Lady Aphria"

"Please no need to be so formal, I understand that you've only been a noble for a few months so don't feel pressured into being so formal with me"

"oh- uh thank you for understanding."

'she seems nice'

"so lady Aphria how has your business been recently "

"not very lively, though I did recently start funding a certain project."

"A project? Of what kind"

"While I can't exactly disclose it now, I will tell you it involves a certain Docter"

"Oh, do you mean...Dottore?"

"Are you really sure about funding one of his projects, He is currently being closely monitored for all the rumors about...experimentation"

"Well that's precisely why I'm funding it, I want to know exactly what he's doing"

"Sorry we shouldn't talk about such gruesome matters in front her"

"Ah your right sorry lady [y/n]"

"it's fine, really I don't mind it"

Aphria noticed how you'd seemed to be fighting the urge to ask something

"do you have a question?"

" well... do people really experiment on other people"

"Unfortunately They do, although a lot of people have been trying to cover it up on the fact that the test subject are all slaves, it doesn't change the fact that those are still people"

'wow, and here I thought the duchess was bad but people like this really exist'

"well it was a pleasure to meet you, [y/n], but I must leave now"

Aphria looks behind Eula and Sara, who are still fighting. her eyes meet a pair of violet ones.

"Someone is waiting for me until we meet again Lady Kokomi and Lady [y/n]." with that she left in a rush.

You noticed that she was staring at someone but before you could turn and look Kokomi asked if you would like to go to her favorite part of the garden, which you simply couldn't refuse.

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Aphria walks behind the neatly cut bushes that were not that far from you. she sighs as she sits on the grass right next to Kazuha and Scaramouche who have been following and spying on you through the bushes.

"So?"

"SO? She's a normal person"

"did you even ask her if she remembers me!?"

"oh please, you could do that yourself!"

"Seriously Kuni, you should just go and talk to her"

"Exactly and if you wanted to stalk her you could be more discrete than whatever we're doing right now"

"I dont want to stalk her- Ugh you both are so useless"

"Excuse me, I'm not the one that's stalking my crush over here, lovesick puppy"

"Mmm more like a kitty"

"Could the both of you stop it I'm not stalking her"

"oh so your not gonna deny the fact that your obsessed with her"

"I'm-! not THAT obsessed"

"Be realistic the only thing you've been talking about the past few years, was how SHE was doing"

"Oh so you ARE a stalker"

"I advise you two to shut the fuck up before I convince my mother to banish the both of you from Inazuma"

"Hmph! the all-mighty prince Scaramouche becomes powerless when he falls in Love"

"SHUT IT!!!"

"They do say that there's nothing that cant defeat the power of ones feelings"

"pretty sure no one says that Kazu..."

"Ugh..."

"What happened ?" Aphria and Kazuha ask simultaneously

"She's gone"

"See this is what happens when we let you sort your feelings yourself rather than doing it for you" Aphria argues as Kazuha Continuously nods his head.

"Whatever"

"What are you gonna do now, TALK to her???"

"stop nagging me I'll do it eventually"

"By eventually he means 50 years" Kazuha deadpans

"How did this start anyway..."

"Is it time for me to give you a story time"

"Yes now spill it"

"well it all started with a two soulmate-"

"Summary Kazuha"

"right so basically, we've known her since we were kids. At that time we were introduced to her by shin"

"whose shin?"

"your eX-bOyFrIeNd" "[n/n]'s stepbrother"

"fuck off, anyway Kazu continue"

"well at the time we didn't really know about the situation, with [n/n]'s mother and the duke, so we were surprised but we got along just fine since [n/n] is the sweetest angel ever, except for when you piss her off"

"Kuni! Kazu!" Shin yells at the top of his lungs. He had just found out about the existence of his step-sister, and he couldn't be more excited. he visited you, much to your confusion and your mother's horror. Right then he was dragging you by the hand to introduce you to his friends.

"Hi shin" Kazuha spoke enthusiastically.

"What happened this time"

"It's not anything bad, I just found out that I have a sister"

"Huh" "Excuse me"

As much the boys wanted to believe Shin’s magical tale of him miraculously getting a little sister, they knew better than him that he was, in fact, oblivious as hell Which is why the both of them constantly find him in trouble. But after Shin had explained the situation, they were left bewildered. Of course, it would be impossible for the duchess to have another child, for starters, she’s kind of old, and she also doesn’t care about the child that she currently has. You don’t need eyes to see that she’s only there for power. But aren’t they all?

“Wow, that’s certainly a story.”

“And believable one”

“Yup, I mean look at her she looks just like me. But small and a girl”

“So, if it is certain that she is your sister, then it’s nice to meet you, [y/n]”

"I-it’s nice to meet you too’’

“Shin, you’ve scared her…”

“Ah- I’m sorry [n/n]”

.........

“After that, we were friends, until…the duchess found out”

“What happened after that”

“That hag made sure Shin didn’t visit [n/n] which made it impossible for us to find her.”

“Well not impossible for you since you found out where she lives after a week”

“Oh my god, Scara!”

“What. they didn’t even try to hide it, I just wanted to know if she’s safe”

“You did just want to know, isn’t that why you forced your butler to become friends with [n/n]’s mom so that you would get a daily report of what she was doing.”

“OH MY GOD SCARA!”

“ugh…fine maybe I went a little far with that, but in the end, she didn’t end up getting hurt so..”

“God you’re pathetic”

Before the dark-haired male could fight back, they were interrupted by someone who had spotted the trio sitting on the dirt. “Can I know what you three are doing here”? The three looked up meeting the gaze of Scara’s mother Ei, or Aphria, and Kazuha the queen.

“Your majesty, what a surprise to see you here” Aphria replied, trying to switch the topic before asking them why they were sitting on the floor.

“Well, this party was hosted by the royal family so isn’t it normal for me to enter, but that’s beside the point what are you doing sitting on the dirt” Ei replied

The three immediately stood up.

“You see your majesty we were just watching a person that looked familiar to us,” Kazuha said while dusting his pants, looking anywhere but at the queen.

“Was this person perhaps an ant for you to sit on the floor?” She asked again

“You’re not letting that go are you” Both Kazuha and Aphria are afraid of Ei but to Scara she was nothing but a person who shared the same surname as him.

“Look you three are still young, but you are old enough to get a chair and watch. Besides Aphria is with you, you don’t want her clothes to get dirty”

“She can swim in mud for all I care” Scara whispered not loud enough for his mother to hear but loud enough for Aphria to hear, who was staring dagger into his skull after hearing that.

“Well, all right I leave this little prick in your hands, please keep him under control. I can trust you two, right?”

“Of course, your majesty, We’ll take very good care of him”

“Ok then take care.” and with that she turned to leave

The silver-haired girl waits for the queen to leave, and when she does, she turns to Scara and gives him a good smack to the head.

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU WOULD HAVE ME SWIM IN MUD? DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW EXPENSIVE THIS DRESS IS!?”

“Does it look like I care”

“you did care when you were searching for that dress, too big, too small, too white, too pink- “

“Kazu, could you stop exposing me or I’m going to sew your mouth shut.”

“So, you got her that dress, looks like you spent a good amount on it, she looked good”

“ethereal”

“simp”   

“All right you two we really should find them, maybe instead of hiding in a bush we could wear disguises”

It doesn’t need to be said, but Kazuha Is the mediator in this friendship.

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“Wow, I’ve never seen tulips like these before.”

Kokomi showed you around a part of the garden filled with tulips. You two continue to admire the flowers while Eula and Sara and Noelle stand closely behind. While having a mini-debate.

“I’m just saying that the tenryou commission should just give the land to nobles to handle.”

“Well, I don’t think you noticed but nobles are too stubborn to spend their money on a patch of land so that’s why we give keep land so the soldiers can have something in return for their efforts”

“Noelle how many is that”

“Still 57 to 60”

“wasn’t my point about the nobles being stingy people true”

“Unfortunately, yes but It’s not the reason why the tenryou commission handles the land.”

“it’s because they have military activities there right”

“57 to 61”

“Wow Sara aren’t you a general commander there, you should know more than me”

“shut it we just haven’t had a war in a long time.”

“Do you want a war” Kokomi suddenly appears from behind the three

“Oh, are you two done looking at the flowers”

“Indeed, did you enjoy the tour [n/n]”

“I did thank you Kokomi”

“Well in case you ever find yourself in a hard situation I’m only a letter away.”

“Should we get going my lady?” Noelle asks

“Let’s do that”

“Well, I’ll be heading to the tenryou HQ then”

“Oh, what a coincidence, I’ll be there too”

 “Oh really, I don’t see a paper of resignation on you”

“Paper of resignation- I’m not resigning I LIVE THERE”

“All right then we’ll be leaving now”

“Then we’ll see you another time lady Kokomi, lady Sara”

Kokomi drags Sara out before the two women start to fight…. again

“And you, have a safe trip home I would hate it if one of my students gets into an accident”

“See you tomorrow then lady Eula” you while giving her a small bow.

And with that Noelle leads you to the gate, you may not notice it but till you reach your carriage, if you were to look hard enough you can see three nobles, two were unusual noble women, only they weren’t women.

“Scara this is stupid.” Aphria says, but it comes out somewhat muffled from the fake mustache she’s wearing.

“Shut up can you stay in there for a few more minutes”

“You know you look really stupid with all that lipstick”

“Perhaps you could have gone a little lighter on the blush too,” Kazuha says while covering his face with a fan.

“Ugh I don’t know how to do make up okay”

“Clearly, I mean anyone with half a brain cell would know that mascara is the eyes and NOT THE MOUTH”

“Could shut up you little-”

“She left”

“Wait what-, ugh”

“Does that mean I can take this off” Aphria motions to the suit she’s wearing

“Yeah yeah, we’re done here”

“Oh, great I was sweating under all of this fluff” Kazuha twirls the skirt of the gown he was wearing.

“Really though Scara I’m disappointed, you were so excited about meeting her again, and you didn’t even talk to her”

“well- it’s easier said than done…”

“Well, your going have to figure something out I mean this whole party was a waste”

“I’ll try”

“All right then, we see you another time your highness”

“Goodbye Scara” kazuha waves

As Kazuha and Aphria turn to leave, Aphria nudges Kazuha and speaks.

“You shouldn’t be that casual with him in public”

“But you’re the one that called him a love-sick puppy” Kazuha replied

“I was only speaking facts” Aphria fought back

Though to the prince this falls on deaf ears. Even on the way home, he was quiet. Even after getting home and getting ready to sleep, he was quiet, which was unusual for his butler, Elliot.

“Young prince, are you feeling all right- “

“I got it!” Scara exclaimed, which startled Elliot

“You got what...?”

“Don’t worry Elli, I was just thinking about a problem.”

“Does it have to do anything with the young lady you like”

“Yes- wait how did you know about that...”

“It was just a hunch” (it was painfully obvious)

“Well, it’s solved now,” Scara says while preparing himself for dreamland

Needless to say, both of you had a good sleep tonight

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So I clearly missed some things due to my severe lack of activeness on this hellsite (derogatory) but I'd very much like to know more about Then He Got Rough if you feel comfortable sharing.

If not though, that's totally okay!! Either way, hope you're doing well, my friend 💜🙏🏻

!!!! Thats my Original Work!! I occasionally mention it on here, but I do need to be quite careful about what I say cuz theirs a lotta stuff in it that is meant to be a surprise XD But goddddddddddddddd I love talking about it, so thank you for asking!! ^^

Basically it is a small town murder mystery, but using Slasher Movie Tropes. Its also got a lotta platonic love and other more complicated kinds of relationships because I'm, of course, aro and I need that shit XD Here's a basic blurb I made up for someone else who asked one time ^^

Hallie (the virgin) meets Edward Brown (the killer) and they hit it off- she's exactly the kinda girl he likes; friendly, kinda reserved, and they have... err- certain things from their pasts... in common, it turns out. And to her, Edward's the perfect guy, too! He's a young English teacher at the high school and he's got this skinny Clark Kent thing about him?? Awkward, and funny. She doesn't realise he's a part of the little town's most powerful (and tight-lipped) family, the Bamford's (He was adopted into it- Edward Bamford-Brown), until she tells her best friend and roommate Maggie (the whore) about him. Maggie immediately develops a bad taste in her mouth when it comes to Edward. She goes rogue and decides to investigate, employing Hallie's family doctor, Arthur (the scholar), and his old friend/new roommate combo; anxious ex-con Rodney (the fool), who just so happens to be Edwards adoptive aunt Carla Bamford's ex husband. Doors are opened for Maggie into the world of the Bamford's through Arthur and Rodney, and Winnie Bamford (the athlete) later on, and she uncovers some bone chilling secrets about everyone in this family, and everyone a r o u n d them, too, that make her determined to save her friend before its too late.

**You might also be interested to know that, in my head, Rodney (Who is a very charismatic, but very anxious man who used to do some pretty bad things but feels terrible (he knows his behaviour had everything to do with self-loathing) is really truly trying to clean up his act these days post-divorce; rooming with his old friend Arthur and working at the grocery store as its the only job he could get) is played by a more middle-aged Robert Englund XDD (Closer to Professor Wexler in Urban Legend then Inkubus) . Arthur is played by Brad Dourif XDD (so yes- freddy kruger and chucky XD Of course.)

Some little tid-bits I can/want to share also:

The Bamford Family Line-Up:

Mrs Emily Bamford: The matriarch. A cold-hearted snake woman. She pretty much only loves Edward.

Mayor Richard Bamford: He and Em were highschool sweethearts back in the day but broke up when he left to pursue politics in a big city-- but mysteriously came back and married Emily a few months later despite everyone knowing he was doing so well in the city?? Took the Bamford name and everything. Its rumoured that Emily's parents blackmailed him *cough*. Everyone knows Emily is in charge. Richard always looks kind of like a show pony next to her, despite being actual Mayor.

Carla Bamford: Emily's adopted sister and town journalist. She's kinda lily-livered. The only thing she really stood against the family about was her marriage to Rodney (They didn't approve. He was a damn con), but even that fell apart eventually.

Rodney Hawk (Formally Bamford. They made him take their name but he's got his back, now): I already talked about him XD

Edward Bamford-Brown: THE MAIN VILLAIN. Edward is Emily and Richard's adopted son, the same age as their biological daughter (Winnie. up next) who... well, its no secret- is the favourite. Emily would let him get away with anything. She would help him get away with anything. He can do no wrong, in her eyes.

Winnie Bamford: Emily and Richard's biological daughter. She's an insane freak- they sent her away to boarding school in Georgia but she came back worse, and there are s o many rumours about her in town; Orgies and deviant sexual activity, mostly (most of it is true, too). She has a major thing for 'Uncle Rodney' and makes him very very uncomfortable. On the bright side though?? She's more then happy to fuck things up for her spiteful mother by assisting Maggie to uncover some dark secrets (: She wont make it easy, though 😅 That would be no fun.

Unnamed Bamford Family Member: I cant tell you anything about them, whoops.

And Tom Manning: Richard's best friend, and the town lawyer (Edwards lawyer). So close with Rich and Em (And Winnie and Edward) that he's practically part of the family. I have described him as 'a hot dill pickle in a sharp suit if he was a harvard law graduate'. He's slimy, charismatic and seemingly perfect.

Here are the main characters Looks, if you're interested 😅

(Also another little thing that is really just a convoluted blink-and-you'll-miss-it kind of inside joke- Maggie, who has a huge thing for Arthur and constantly describes his eyes as 'brad dourif-blue', is a major Childs Play fan.

... and hallie loves a nightmare on elm street *cough*. she doesnt really interact with rodney, but during the few times they do, they totally have Something. and when she describes her perfect guy?? its the opposite to edward. its rodney. anyway- )

Anyway, thank you for asking! And reading, if you made it this far XDD Sorry for the word-vomit!! I just really really love this story and I really hope one day I can finish it ^^ <3<3<3<3<3<3

I hope you are doing well too- better then before at least ^^ I hope the time away from Tumblr is doing you well! You're right, it can be a very harmful atmosphere and I'm so proud of you for knowing when you need to take a step back!! 💛💛💛💛💛

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Scripts - S6 - Episode 32 (Part 2 of 3)

S/M/P Ozzy's turn & extra pie scenes. [I am NOT formatting those. Jesus what a mess]

OZZY_FLIRTY: Well, I guess I’ve used my pie, but I’ve still got a snog and a marry.

Ozzy looks around at the girls.

He walks over to Grace.

OZZY_IDLE: Grace, you really are an amazing girl.

OZZY_EMBARRASSED: And I really am sorry for not being the perfect partner for you.

OZZY_IDLE: But, I’m glad we’ve talked and sorted things between us.

He leans in and gives Grace a gentle respectful kiss on her cheek.

OZZY_IDLE: Nice to clear the air.

GRACE_IDLE: I agree.

OZZY_FLIRTY: Right. Marriage time.

Ozzy walks directly to you. He gets down on one knee without looking at anybody else.

OZZY_FLIRTY: {0}, I know we haven’t had a chance to couple up yet.

OZZY_FLIRTY: It felt like we might’ve if you hadn’t been dumped.

OZZY_IDLE: And then everything obviously got complicated.

OZZY_FLIRTY: But maybe this will be good enough until we can take it further.

OZZY_HAPPY: If you still want to. What do you say?

Ozzy looks around at the girls. He walks over to you and gets down on one knee.

OZZY_EMBARRASSED: I know I might not be your number one, but…

OZZY_HAPPY: I still think you’d be an absolutely amazing person to spend a life with.

OZZY_HAPPY: What do you say?

Yes! Yes! A thousand times yes!

PLAYER_HAPPY: Yes, yes, yes!

GRACE_EMBARRASSED: I guess I saw this coming.

Ozzy smiles as he slips the ring on your finger.

OZZY_HAPPY: You’ve made me a very happy man.

No way you’re putting a ring on this

PLAYER_SERIOUS: Erm, sorry but no way.

PLAYER_SERIOUS: This just isn’t right, what are you doing?

OZZY_EMBARRASSED: Oh right, sorry.

OZZY_EMBARRASSED: Was just trying to be nice.

GRACE_HAPPY: Thanks, {0}.

Ozzy awkwardly gets up and moves away.

Awkward, moving on?

PLAYER_EMBARRASSED: Erm this is awkward, shall we move on?

OZZY_EMBARRASSED: Oh right, yeah sure.

GRACE_EMBARRASSED: Yeah, let’s please move on.

Ozzy awkwardly gets up and moves away.

FLO_HAPPY: And that’s that. I kinda didn’t want it to end.

{0}_FLIRTY: Yeah, I never want the challenges to end.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Maybe this one doesn’t have to?

Amelia walks over to the table and picks up the one remaining pie.

She holds it out for you to take.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Wanna take the last pie? Cream someone you missed?

AMELIA_FLIRTY: Maybe it's time to get your own back on {0}?

*Give me that pie!

[Note: I’m not doing these lol.]

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Oh for sure! I’ll always say yes to another pie.

You take the pie from Amelia. A devilish look in your eye.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Knew you would!

AMELIA_HAPPY: Who’s it gonna be? A boy or a girl?

Boy

PLAYER_IDLE: A boy’s getting a pie!

{0}

You strut over to {0}. One hand on your hip while the other balances the pie.

PLAYER_HAPPY: I think {0} needs some pie.

{0}_HAPPY: And I thought we were partners! Why do I deserve this?

For not making my morning drink

PLAYER_IDLE: Someone forgot my morning drink this morning!

PLAYER_HAPPY: And that is pie worthy!

{0}_HAPPY: Fair enough, {1}. Give it to me.

For snoring every night

PLAYER_SERIOUS: Because someone doesn’t stop snoring!

PLAYER_IDLE: How can I get my beauty sleep if I'm sleeping next to a fog horn?

PLAYER_HAPPY: And that is pie worthy!

{0}_HAPPY: Fair enough, {1}. Give it to me.

For annoying me

PLAYER_SERIOUS: You’ve been getting on my nerves, {0}!

PLAYER_IDLE: Thought maybe if I pie you, it will stop.

{0}_HAPPY: Fair enough, {1}. The pie might get your frustration out.

Make a joke of it

You slowly push the pie into {0}’s face. Making sure to get it all over him.

The cream drips down his face to his chest.

OZZY_HAPPY: Suits you, mate.

{0} wipes his eyes and licks the cream off his finger.

{0}_FLIRTY: Yum. Nothing wrong with a bit of extra dairy.

PLAYER_HAPPY: You missed a bit!

You go to pie him again but he dodges and you miss.

Chase with pie

You chase {0} as he runs from you. Giggling as you try to catch him.

{0}_HAPPY: Ok, maybe there is too much.

He quickly turns and takes the ruined pie and chases you.

You hide behind the others. He drops the pie on the floor.

You look at each other. A stand off. He holds his hands up in surrender.

{0}_HAPPY: Truce!

PLAYER_HAPPY: No truce.

You pick up the remaining cream and splat it in his face.

Let him go

PLAYER_HAPPY: Ok, I’ll let you go this time.

{0}_HAPPY: Thanks, {1}. Not sure there's anything left to get me with anyway.

On that note, the pie flops to the floor.

Make it aggy

You quickly push the pie into his face. The cream explodes in a shower.

{0}_IDLE: OK, OK! I got the message!

{0} wipes his face and licks the cream off his finger.

{0}_HAPPY: Actually, this tastes pretty good. Is there anymore?

Chase with pie

You chase {0} as he runs from you. Giggling as you try to catch him.

{0}_HAPPY: I changed my mind. I don’t want anymore!

He quickly turns and takes the ruined pie and chases you.

You hide behind the others. He accidentally drops the pie on the floor.

You look at each other. A stand off. He holds his hands up in surrender.

{0}_HAPPY: Truce!

PLAYER_HAPPY: No truce.

You pick up the remaining cream and splat it in his face.

Let him go

PLAYER_HAPPY: Ok, I’ll let you go this time.

{0}_HAPPY: Thanks, {1}. Not sure there's anything left to get me with anyway.

On that note, the pie flops to the floor.

PLAYER_HAPPY: That felt good!

GRACE_HAPPY: You looked good, girl.

{0}_HAPPY: Hey, that's my line!

PLAYER_FLIRTY: You can always say it again.

{0}_FLIRTY: I’ll say it everyday. Because it’s true.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I know.

GRACE_EMBARRASSED: What did I start?

AMELIA_HAPPY: Get a room!

{0}

You strut over to {0}. One hand on your hip while the other balances the pie.

PLAYER_HAPPY: I think {0} needs some pie.

{0}_SURPRISED: Me?! After everything we’ve been through?

{0}_SURPRISED: What did I do?!

Holding a girl’s bikini top

PLAYER_SERIOUS: Everything we’ve been through? Like you holding that girl's bikini top?

{0}_EMBARRASSED: Oh yeah… ok, give it to me.

For flirting with other girls

PLAYER_SERIOUS: Did you forget about flirting with other girls?

PLAYER_SERIOUS: I may have forgiven you but you still deserve a pie.

{0}_EMBARRASSED: Oh yeah… I guess I do.

{0}_HAPPY: Give it to me.

Remember bedgate?

PLAYER_SERIOUS: Everything we’ve been through? Like the drama with bedgate?

PLAYER_SERIOUS: Conspiring to get into bed with me and then arguing all night?

PLAYER_SERIOUS: I may have forgiven you but you still need a pie.

AMELIA_HAPPY: He sure does.

{0}_HAPPY: OK, give it to me.

Make a joke of it

You slowly push the pie into {0}’s face. Making sure to get it all over him.

The cream drips down to his chest. He wipes some off and flicks it at you.

{0}_HAPPY: This actually feels great.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Oh yeah? You want some more then?

Chase with pie

You chase {0} as he runs from you. Giggling as you try to catch him.

{0}_HAPPY: Stop! I think it’s time you had a bit more cream, {1}.

He quickly turns and takes the ruined pie and chases you.

You hide behind the others. He accidentally drops the pie on the floor.

You look at each other. A stand off. He holds his hands up in surrender.

{0}_HAPPY: Truce!

PLAYER_HAPPY: No truce.

You pick up the remaining cream and splat it in his face.

Let him go

PLAYER_HAPPY: Ok, I’ll let you go this time.

{0}_HAPPY: Thanks, {1}. Not sure there's anything left to get me with anyway.

On that note, the pie flops to the floor.

Make it aggy

You chuck the pie into his face. The cream slaps all over his chest and the floor.

You make sure to get as much cream on him as possible. He takes it pretty well.

He stands for a second. Registering how covered in cream he is.

{0}_HAPPY: It’s actually quite a nice relief from the heat.

PLAYER_IDLE: Oh yeah? You want some more then?

Chase with pie

You chase {0} as he runs from you. Giggling as you try to catch him.

{0}_HAPPY: I changed my mind. I don’t want anymore!

He quickly turns and takes the ruined pie and chases you.

You hide behind the others. He accidentally drops the pie on the floor.

You look at each other. A stand off. He holds his hands up in surrender.

{0}_HAPPY: Truce!

PLAYER_HAPPY: No truce.

You pick up the remaining cream and splat it in his face.

Let him go

PLAYER_HAPPY: Ok, I’ll let you go this time.

{0}_HAPPY: Thanks, {1}. Not sure there's anything left to get me with anyway.

On that note, the pie flops to the floor.

PLAYER_HAPPY: That felt good!

GRACE_HAPPY: You looked good, girl.

{0}_HAPPY: Hey, that's my line!

PLAYER_FLIRTY: You can always say it again.

{0}_FLIRTY: I’ll say it everyday. Because it’s true.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I know.

GRACE_EMBARRASSED: What did I start?

AMELIA_HAPPY: Get a room!

Ozzy

You strut over to Ozzy. One hand on your hip while the other balances the pie.

PLAYER_HAPPY: I think Ozzy needs another pie.

GRACE_HAPPY: Couldn’t agree more, {0}.

OZZY_SURPRISED: Why me?

For being flakey with your feelings

PLAYER_SERIOUS: This is for being so flakey with your feelings.

OZZY_SURPRISED: I already got pied for that!

PLAYER_HAPPY: I don’t think one more will hurt.

OZZY_HAPPY: Fine. It’s what I deserve.

For being too hot

PLAYER_FLIRTY: You’re just too much of a hottie, Ozzy.

OZZY_HAPPY: Well, I’ll happily take a pie for that.

OZZY_FLIRTY: Give it to me.

Remember the threeway kiss?

PLAYER_SERIOUS: Hmmm, remember that threeway kiss? That deserves a pie.

GRACE_SERIOUS: It sure does.

OZZY_HAPPY: Fair point! Give it to me.

Make a joke of it

You squish the pie all over his face and hair. Making sure to cover him.

He wipes his eyes and licks his lips.

OZZY_HAPPY: This tastes great.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Really?

Chase with pie

You chase Ozzy as he runs from you. Giggling as you try to catch him.

OZZY_HAPPY: I’m full. No more cream!

He quickly turns and takes the ruined pie and chases you.

You hide behind the others. He accidentally drops the pie on the floor.

You look at each other. A stand off. He holds his hands up in surrender.

OZZY_HAPPY: Truce!

PLAYER_HAPPY: No truce.

You pick up the remaining cream and splat it in his face.

Let him go

PLAYER_HAPPY: Ok, I’ll let you go this time.

OZZY_HAPPY: Thanks, {0}. Not sure there's anything left to get me with anyway.

On that note, the pie flops to the floor.

Make it aggy

You push the pie into his face and let the cream cover him.

Ozzy wipes his eyes and mouth. Flicking the cream to the floor.

OZZY_SERIOUS: Alright! I get it.

GRACE_HAPPY: That was amazing to watch.

OZZY_IDLE: I’ll own it.

OZZY_HAPPY: Wasn’t that bad anyway.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Oh really?

Chase with pie

You chase Ozzy as he runs from you. Giggling as you try to catch him.

OZZY_HAPPY: I’m full. No more cream!

He quickly turns and takes the ruined pie and chases you.

You hide behind the others. He accidentally drops the pie on the floor.

You look at each other. A stand off. He holds his hands up in surrender.

OZZY_HAPPY: Truce!

PLAYER_HAPPY: No truce.

You pick up the remaining cream and splat it in his face.

Let him go

PLAYER_HAPPY: Ok, I’ll let you go this time.

OZZY_HAPPY: Thanks, {0}. Not sure there's anything left to get me with anyway.

On that note, the pie flops to the floor.

PLAYER_HAPPY: That felt good!

GRACE_HAPPY: You looked good, girl.

{0}_HAPPY: Hey, that's my line!

PLAYER_FLIRTY: You can always say it again.

{0}_FLIRTY: I’ll say it everyday. Because it’s true.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I know.

GRACE_EMBARRASSED: What did I start?

AMELIA_HAPPY: Get a room!

Marshall

You strut over to Marshall. One hand on your hip while the other balances the pie.

PLAYER_HAPPY: I think Marshall deserves some pie.

MARSHALL_SURPRISED: C’mon, {0}. You don’t have to do this.

MARSHALL_SURPRISED: What did I do?

For not backing Amelia

PLAYER_SERIOUS: For not backing Amelia in the argument you got involved in.

AMELIA_HAPPY: {0} always has my back.

MARSHALL_EMBARRASSED: Fair point. That deserves a pie for sure.

For snoring every night

PLAYER_HAPPY: For snoring every night! It’s so loud.

OZZY_HAPPY: Try sharing a room with him for 18 years.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: I can’t help it!

MARSHALL_HAPPY: But I’ll take the pie. Give it to me.

For dressing better than me

PLAYER_HAPPY: For looking great in everything you wear!

PLAYER_HAPPY: Your fashion sense is too good!

MARSHALL_HAPPY: I’ll happily take a pie for that. Just don’t get any cream on my clothes.

Make a joke of it

You press the pie into his face. It drips into his hair and beard.

He laughs as you squish further but takes it.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: I love a facial.

{0}_HAPPY: Good self care, bro.

You drop the pie and watch him shake his head. Spraying cream everywhere.

He has a devilish look in his eye.

Chase with pie

You chase Marshall as he runs from you. Giggling as you try to catch him.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: I’ve had enough! I think you should have some.

He quickly turns and takes the ruined pie and chases you.

You hide behind the others. He accidentally drops the pie on the floor.

You look at each other. A stand off. He holds his hands up in surrender.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: Truce!

PLAYER_HAPPY: No truce.

You pick up the remaining cream and splat it in his face.

Let him go

PLAYER_HAPPY: I’ll let you go this time.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: Thanks, {0}. Not sure there's anything left to get me with anyway.

On that note, the pie flops to the floor.

Make it aggy

You squish the pie into his face. Rubbing it in. Making sure to get everywhere.

Marshall shakes the cream off letting it flick onto you.

MARSHALL_IDLE: Got it. Message received. This is never coming out of my hair.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Maybe if I pie you again it will help.

Chase with pie

You chase Marshall as he runs from you. Giggling as you try to catch him.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: Not the hair!

He quickly turns and takes the ruined pie and chases you.

You hide behind the others. He accidentally drops the pie on the floor.

You look at each other. A stand off. He holds his hands up in surrender.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: Truce!

PLAYER_HAPPY: No truce.

You pick up the remaining cream and splat it in his face.

Let him go

PLAYER_HAPPY: But I’ll let you go this time.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: Thanks, {0}. Not sure there's anything left to get me with anyway.

On that note, the pie flops to the floor.

PLAYER_HAPPY: That felt good!

GRACE_HAPPY: You looked good, girl.

{0}_HAPPY: Hey, that's my line!

PLAYER_FLIRTY: You can always say it again.

{0}_FLIRTY: I’ll say it everyday. Because it’s true.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I know.

GRACE_EMBARRASSED: What did I start?

AMELIA_HAPPY: Get a room!

Toby

You walk over to Toby. One hand on your hip while the other balances the pie.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Toby, you look like you’re missing some pie.

TOBY_SURPRISED: Me? Why?

For being too sweet

PLAYER_HAPPY: You’re just too sweet Toby. Maybe the pie will bring another side out.

TOBY_HAPPY: I won’t complain if that’s the reason.

PLAYER_HAPPY: See what I mean?

TOBY_HAPPY: Maybe… pie me.

For a terrible speed date

PLAYER_SERIOUS: That speed date was rubbish!

PLAYER_SERIOUS: I had to wait ages for my turn and it sucked.

TOBY_EMBARRASSED: Fair point. It was a lot of dating on my part.

TOBY_HAPPY: But I deserve this pie.

To remind you what will happen if you hurt Amelia

PLAYER_SERIOUS: This is to show you what will happen if you hurt my sister.

AMELIA_HAPPY: You always have my back, {0}.

TOBY_HAPPY: I’d never hurt her but I’ll take it.

Make a joke of it

You quickly pie him. The cream sprays everywhere.

He laughs as he wipes his face.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Good looking even covered in cream.

TOBY_HAPPY: It’s not too bad.

PLAYER_HAPPY: I can give you some more?

Chase with pie

You chase Toby as he runs from you. Giggling as you try to catch him.

TOBY_HAPPY: Ok! OK! I give up.

He quickly turns and takes the ruined pie and chases you.

You hide behind the others. He accidentally drops the pie on the floor.

You look at each other. A stand off. He holds his hands up in surrender.

TOBY_HAPPY: Truce!

PLAYER_HAPPY: No truce.

You pick up the remaining cream and splat it in his face.

Let him go

PLAYER_HAPPY: Ok, I’ll let you go this time.

TOBY_HAPPY: Thanks, {0}. Not sure there's anything left to get me with anyway.

On that note, the pie flops to the floor.

Make it aggy

You push the cream pie into his face. It goes everywhere.

He wipes his eyes and looks at you sincerely.

TOBY_HAPPY: That was a good one.

PLAYER_HAPPY: You want some more?

Chase with pie

You chase Toby as he runs from you. Giggling as you try to catch him.

TOBY_HAPPY: Amelia save me!

He quickly turns and takes the ruined pie and chases you.

You hide behind the others. He accidentally drops the pie on the floor.

You look at each other. A stand off. He holds his hands up in surrender.

TOBY_HAPPY: Truce!

PLAYER_HAPPY: No truce.

You pick up the remaining cream and splat it in his face.

Let him go

PLAYER_HAPPY: But I’ll let you go this time.

TOBY_HAPPY: Thanks, {0}. Not sure there's anything left to get me with anyway.

On that note, the pie flops to the floor.

PLAYER_HAPPY: That felt good!

GRACE_HAPPY: You looked good, girl.

{0}_HAPPY: Hey, that's my line!

PLAYER_FLIRTY: You can always say it again.

{0}_FLIRTY: I’ll say it everyday. Because it’s true.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I know.

GRACE_EMBARRASSED: What did I start?

AMELIA_HAPPY: Get a room!

{0}

You walk over to {0}. One hand on your hip while the other balances the pie.

PLAYER_HAPPY: It has to be {0}.

{0}_SURPRISED: What did I do?

For twisting with Flo

PLAYER_SERIOUS: Maybe for twisting with Flo which meant Amelia could have been dumped.

{0}_IDLE: I followed my heart. It was a risk I was willing to take.

AMELIA_ANGRY: Yeah he for sure deserves that pie.

{0}_IDLE: Fine. Give it to me.

For being in the gym all the time

PLAYER_HAPPY: This is for being in the gym all the time.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Hearing you grunt all day ruins the vibe.

OZZY_HAPPY: And you never put the weights back, man!

{0}_IDLE: Guilty. Give it to me.

For going behind my back with Amelia

PLAYER_SERIOUS: This is for going behind my back and kissing Amelia when you were grafting me.

AMELIA_SERIOUS: He for sure deserves a pie for that.

{0}_SERIOUS: Fair point. I had to survive. Give it to me.

For pieing me!

PLAYER_SERIOUS: You literally just pied me!

{0}_EMBARRASSED: I just did what felt right in the moment.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Well this feels right to me!

{0}_IDLE: Fine. Give it to me.

Make a joke of it

{0} smiles, putting his hands up in mock surrender.

The other Islanders enjoy the show.

{0}_FLIRTY: Are you sure you want to do this, {1}?

{0}_HAPPY: Ozzy looks like he could do with more cream on his face.

OZZY_HAPPY: Not cool, man! Take the pie.

{0}_FLIRTY: Fine! I can take it. Flo watch how well I can take it.

You chuck the pie in his face letting it cover him.

He turns to Flo and shows her. She rolls her eyes at him.

{0}_HAPPY: Easy peasy.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Oh really?

Chase with pie

You chase {0} as he runs from you. Giggling as you try to catch him.

{0}_HAPPY: Ok! OK! I give up.

He quickly turns and takes the ruined pie and chases you.

You hide behind the others. He accidentally drops the pie on the floor.

You look at each other. A stand off. He holds his hands up in surrender.

{0}_HAPPY: Truce!

PLAYER_HAPPY: No truce.

You pick up the remaining cream and splat it in his face.

Let him go

PLAYER_HAPPY: Ok, I’ll let you go this time.

{0}_HAPPY: Thanks, {1}. Not sure there's anything left to get me with anyway.

On that note, the pie flops to the floor.

Make it aggy

You quickly splat the pie in his face. He shakes his head and lets the cream spray everywhere.

{0}_IDLE: That was nice.

PLAYER_IDLE: I can give you some more.

Chase with pie

You chase {0} as he runs from you. Giggling as you try to catch him.

{0}_HAPPY: Flo save me!

He quickly turns and takes the ruined pie and chases you.

You hide behind the others. He accidentally drops the pie on the floor.

You look at each other. A stand off. He holds his hands up in surrender.

{0}_HAPPY: Truce!

PLAYER_HAPPY: No truce.

You pick up the remaining cream and splat it in his face.

Let him go

PLAYER_HAPPY: But I’ll let you go this time.

{0}_HAPPY: Thanks, {1}. Not sure there's anything left to get me with anyway.

On that note, the pie flops to the floor.

PLAYER_HAPPY: That felt good!

GRACE_HAPPY: You looked good, girl.

{0}_HAPPY: Hey, that's my line!

PLAYER_FLIRTY: You can always say it again.

{0}_FLIRTY: I’ll say it everyday. Because it’s true.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I know.

GRACE_EMBARRASSED: What did I start?

AMELIA_HAPPY: Get a room!

Girl

PLAYER_HAPPY: A girl’s getting a pie!

AMELIA_HAPPY: Which girl?

{0}

You strut over to {0}. One hand on your hip while the other balances the pie.

{0} gasps looking at the pie and then back at you.

PLAYER_HAPPY: I think {0} needs a little pie.

{0}_SURPRISED: What? Why?

Because you used all the shampoo

PLAYER_HAPPY: For using all of the shampoo and not replacing the bottle!

{0}_HAPPY: Guilty!

{0}_HAPPY: Pie me. I’ll defo use all the shampoo now!

For looking too good

PLAYER_HAPPY: For looking so good all the time!

GRACE_HAPPY: True. Give us a chance, girl.

{0}_HAPPY: I’m not gonna be mad to be pied for that.

{0}_HAPPY: Pie me!

For not spilling the tea

PLAYER_SERIOUS: For never spilling the tea about yourself!

PLAYER_SERIOUS: We all share our juicy antics but you keep it quiet.

{0}_HAPPY: And you think a pie will help me loosen up?

PLAYER_HAPPY: Worth a shot.

{0}_HAPPY: Fine! Pie me!

Make a joke of it

You push the cream pie into her face. It drips down onto her bikini.

She laughs as you drop the pie.

{0}_HAPPY: Oooh this tastes yum!

PLAYER_HAPPY: Want some more?

Chase with pie

You chase {0} as she runs from you. Giggling as you try to catch her.

{0}_HAPPY: Ok! OK! I give up.

She quickly turns and takes the ruined pie and chases you.

You hide behind the others. She accidentally drops the pie on the floor.

You look at each other. A stand off. She holds her hands up in surrender.

{0}_HAPPY: Truce!

PLAYER_HAPPY: No truce.

You pick up the remaining cream and splat it in her face.

Let her go

PLAYER_HAPPY: Ok, I’ll let you go this time.

{0}_HAPPY: Thanks, {1}. Not sure there's anything left to get me with anyway.

On that note, the pie flops to the floor.

Make it aggy

You squish the pie into her face. Making sure to get it everywhere.

It drips down onto her bikini. She wipes it out of her eyes.

{0}_SURPRISED: Fair enough, {1}. I’ll take a pie if I deserve it.

She flicks some cream at you playfully.

{0}_HAPPY: But I’ll get you covered as well!

Chase with pie

You chase {0} as she runs from you. Giggling as you try to catch her.

{0}_HAPPY: Ok! OK! I give up.

She quickly turns and takes the ruined pie and chases you.

You hide behind the others. She accidentally drops the pie on the floor.

You look at each other. A stand off. She holds her hands up in surrender.

{0}_HAPPY: Truce!

PLAYER_HAPPY: No truce.

You pick up the remaining cream and splat it in her face.

Let her go

PLAYER_HAPPY: Ok, I’ll let you go this time.

{0}_HAPPY: Thanks, {1}. Not sure there's anything left to get me with anyway.

On that note, the pie flops to the floor.

PLAYER_HAPPY: That felt good!

GRACE_HAPPY: You looked good, girl.

{0}_HAPPY: Hey, that's my line!

PLAYER_FLIRTY: You can always say it again.

{0}_FLIRTY: I’ll say it everyday. Because it’s true.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I know.

GRACE_EMBARRASSED: What did I start?

AMELIA_HAPPY: Get a room!

Flo

You strut over to Flo. One hand on your hip while the other balances the pie.

Flo gasps looking at the pie and then back at you.

PLAYER_HAPPY: I think Flo needs more pie.

FLO_SURPRISED: Me? Why?

For cracking on with {0}

PLAYER_SERIOUS: For cracking on with {0} during Casa.

PLAYER_SERIOUS: Amelia could have been sent home!

FLO_SERIOUS: I get she’s your sister but I had to survive.

FLO_HAPPY: So I’ll take the pie.

For looking too good

PLAYER_HAPPY: You just look too good, Flo!

GRACE_FLIRTY: True! Give us a break!

FLO_HAPPY: Now that’s a compliment. I’ll take the pie.

For stirring the postcard drama

PLAYER_SERIOUS: For stirring the drama when we got back from Casa.

PLAYER_SERIOUS: It caused so much agg.

FLO_SERIOUS: Don’t blame the messenger!

FLO_IDLE: I’ll clear the air and take the pie. No problem.

Make a joke of it

You squish the pie into her face. It drips down her long blonde hair.

FLO_HAPPY: I can defo rock a pie. How do I look?

She poses as the Islanders cheer her on.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Confirmed. Still looking hot covered in cream.

Chase with pie

You chase Flo as she runs from you. Giggling as you try to catch her.

FLO_HAPPY: Ok! OK! I give up.

She quickly turns and takes the ruined pie and chases you.

You hide behind the others. She accidentally drops the pie on the floor.

You look at each other. A stand off. She holds her hands up in surrender.

FLO_HAPPY: Truce!

PLAYER_HAPPY: No truce.

You pick up the remaining cream and splat it in her face.

Let her go

PLAYER_HAPPY: Ok, I’ll let you go this time.

FLO_HAPPY: Thanks, {0}. Not sure there's anything left to get me with anyway.

On that note, the pie flops to the floor.

Make it aggy

You push the pie into her face and let the cream cover her hair and bikini.

FLO_HAPPY: Wow. That’s a lot of cream.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Want some more?

Chase with pie

You chase Flo as she runs from you. Giggling as you try to catch her.

FLO_HAPPY: I surrender!

She quickly turns and takes the ruined pie and chases you.

You hide behind the others. She accidentally drops the pie on the floor.

You look at each other. A stand off. She holds her hands up in surrender.

FLO_HAPPY: Truce!

PLAYER_HAPPY: No truce.

You pick up the remaining cream and splat it in her face.

Let her go

PLAYER_HAPPY: Ok, I’ll let you go this time.

FLO_HAPPY: Thanks, {0}. Not sure there's anything left to get me with anyway.

On that note, the pie flops to the floor.

PLAYER_HAPPY: That felt good!

GRACE_HAPPY: You looked good, girl.

{0}_HAPPY: Hey, that's my line!

PLAYER_FLIRTY: You can always say it again.

{0}_FLIRTY: I’ll say it everyday. Because it’s true.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I know.

GRACE_EMBARRASSED: What did I start?

AMELIA_HAPPY: Get a room!

Grace

You strut over to Grace. One hand on your hip while the other balances the pie.

PLAYER_HAPPY: I think Grace deserves some pie.

GRACE_SURPRISED: Girl, no! Why?

For not having a backbone

PLAYER_SERIOUS: For not having a backbone with Ozzy.

PLAYER_SERIOUS: You’re too amazing to not stand up for yourself.

GRACE_SERIOUS: I don’t think I’ve been too bad.

GRACE_IDLE: But if I have, pie me.

For looking too good

PLAYER_HAPPY: Girl, you just look too good.

AMELIA_HAPPY: So true. Give the rest if us a chance.

GRACE_HAPPY: Guilty. Pie me!

For kissing Hamish

PLAYER_HAPPY: This is for kissing Hamish.

GRACE_EMBARRASSED: Don’t remind me!

GRACE_HAPPY: But, I agree. Pie me.

Make a joke of it

You chuck the pie in her face. The other Islanders shout as the cream sprays on them.

The cream covers her. She giggles as she flicks it at you.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Oh you wanna get me?

Chase with pie

You chase Grace as she runs from you. Giggling as you try to catch her.

GRACE_HAPPY: I’ve had enough pie for one day.

She quickly turns and takes the ruined pie and chases you.

You hide behind the others. She accidentally drops the pie on the floor.

You look at each other. A stand off. She holds her hands up in surrender.

GRACE_HAPPY: Truce!

PLAYER_HAPPY: No truce.

You pick up the remaining cream and splat it in her face.

Let her go

PLAYER_HAPPY: Ok, I’ll let you go this time.

GRACE_HAPPY: Thanks, {0}. Not sure there's anything left to get me with anyway.

On that note, the pie flops to the floor.

Make it aggy

You push the pie into her face. Letting the cream cover her face and hair.

PLAYER_SERIOUS: Hopefully this gives you the message.

Grace wipes the cream off her face.

GRACE_SERIOUS: I think you deserve some of the pie too.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Oh yeah?

Chase with pie

You chase Grace as she runs from you. Giggling as you try to catch her.

GRACE_HAPPY: I’ve had enough pie for one day!

She quickly turns and takes the ruined pie and chases you.

You hide behind the others. She accidentally drops the pie on the floor.

You look at each other. A stand off. She holds her hands up in surrender.

GRACE_HAPPY: Truce!

PLAYER_HAPPY: No truce.

You pick up the remaining cream and splat it in her face.

Let her go

PLAYER_HAPPY: Ok, I’ll let you go this time.

GRACE_HAPPY: Thanks, {0}. Not sure there's anything left to get me with anyway.

On that note, the pie flops to the floor.

PLAYER_HAPPY: That felt good!

GRACE_HAPPY: You looked good, girl.

{0}_HAPPY: Hey, that's my line!

PLAYER_FLIRTY: You can always say it again.

{0}_FLIRTY: I’ll say it everyday. Because it’s true.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I know.

GRACE_EMBARRASSED: What did I start?

AMELIA_HAPPY: Get a room!

Amelia

You walk over to Amelia. One hand on your hip while the other balances the pie.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Amelia, it has to be you.

AMELIA_SURPRISED: So much for family! What did I do?

For crashing my summer

PLAYER_SERIOUS: This is for crashing my summer.

PLAYER_SERIOUS: I know It’s nearly the end but you still deserve a pie.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Fair enough! It will be worth it.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Pie me!

For stealing my partners

PLAYER_SERIOUS: I know it hasn’t all been your fault but you still stole my partners.

PLAYER_SERIOUS: That deserve a pie.

AMELIA_EMBARRASSED: All fair in love, right?

AMELIA_HAPPY: Pie me!

You can’t look better than me

PLAYER_HAPPY: This is so you can’t look better than me.

AMELIA_HAPPY: As if! We both always look great.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Pie me!

Make a joke of it

You squish the pie into her face. A cloud of cream explodes over her.

She giggles as you move the pie around her face. Making sure you've got everywhere.

She wipes her eyes. Flicking you with the cream.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Not too bad.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Oh really?

Chase with pie

You chase Amelia as she runs from you. Giggling as you try to catch her.

AMELIA_HAPPY: I’ve had enough pie for one day!

She quickly turns and takes the ruined pie and chases you.

You hide behind the others. She accidentally drops the pie on the floor.

You look at each other. A stand off. She holds her hands up in surrender.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Truce!

PLAYER_HAPPY: No truce.

You pick up the remaining cream and splat it in her face.

Let her go

PLAYER_HAPPY: Ok, I’ll let you go this time.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Thanks, {0}. Not sure there's anything left to get me with anyway.

On that note, the pie flops to the floor.

Make it aggy

You push the pie in her face letting the cream go in her hair and drip down her bikini.

PLAYER_SERIOUS: May have ruined your makeup and bikini.

AMELIA_SERIOUS: I didn’t like this bikini anyway.

She flicks cream at you.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Worth the pieing.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Oh yeah?

Chase with pie

You chase Amelia as she runs from you. Giggling as you try to catch her.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Maybe it’s not!

She quickly turns and takes the ruined pie and chases you.

You hide behind the others. She accidentally drops the pie on the floor.

You look at each other. A stand off. She holds her hands up in surrender.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Truce!

PLAYER_HAPPY: No truce.

You pick up the remaining cream and splat it in her face.

Let her go

PLAYER_HAPPY: Ok, I’ll let you go this time.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Thanks, {0}. Not sure there's anything left to get me with anyway.

On that note, the pie flops to the floor.

PLAYER_HAPPY: That felt good!

GRACE_HAPPY: You looked good, girl.

{0}_HAPPY: Hey, that's my line!

PLAYER_FLIRTY: You can always say it again.

{0}_FLIRTY: I’ll say it everyday. Because it’s true.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I know.

GRACE_EMBARRASSED: What did I start?

AMELIA_HAPPY: Get a room!

I’m all pied out

PLAYER_IDLE: Nah, I’m done with pies.

PLAYER_EMBARRASSED: I don’t want to see another pie for the rest of the summer!

AMELIA_HAPPY: Well, if you’re not gonna do it, I will!

Amelia sassily walks over to {0}. One hand on her hip, the pie balancing in the other.

AMELIA_FLIRTY: Feel like you got off a little lightly, {0}.

{0}_HAPPY: Give it to me. I can take it.

Amelia pushes the pie into his face. The cream explodes in a cloud.

{0} licks his lips and wipes his eyes.

[punkscowardschampions]

Dolly & Adonis Pt.2

Dolly: I just don’t want her to know about this yet, she’ll try to spoil it

Adonis: Our secret, I swear

Adonis: but I won’t let anyone spoil it, I can promise you that as well

Dolly: I did mention how dire my social life is, she’d wanna know where I was and with who

Adonis: Does she have to know you’re gone? If we sneak you out now and back early enough, make your door impossible to open

Dolly: It might work, in theory

Adonis: Tell me I’m being pushy if you like, but it means I’m not wrong

Dolly: I’ve never slept over a boy’s before

Adonis: We can hit every girly sleepover cliche if it makes you feel better, it wouldn’t be the first time I’ve had my hair braided or nails painted

Dolly: I wouldn’t hate having my hands in your hair again

Adonis: Let me take you home

Dolly: Okay

Adonis: I’ll be there in [however long it’ll take you to turn this car around cos I doubt it has made it that far away]

Dolly: I feel a total fool for sending you away now 🤦‍♀️

Adonis: Don’t

Adonis: I shouldn’t have left when every instinct went against it

Dolly: It’s difficult to differentiate what’s instinct and what’s desire

Adonis: You can desire me, I don’t mind that either

Dolly: Oh good, that would be slightly awkward

Adonis: But I do need to tell you something

Dolly: Go on

Adonis: It’s slightly awkward…

Adonis: I’ve been desired before, but I met my girlfriend, an actual real one, post my mini golf disaster date, in Dublin and we decided to wait for 17 because it’s the age there, not being able to see each other as much as we wanted broke us up before then though obviously, so we never fully acted upon it

Dolly: That’s okay, we don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do

Dolly: I’m sorry you and your girlfriend split up, was it recent?

Adonis: I want to, I just didn’t want my lack of experience to let you know about it before I could

Adonis: that’s all, this isn’t a confession I’m not or am barely over her

Dolly: You didn’t have to tell me but I really respect that you did

Dolly: I didn’t think that, just curiosity, my bad

Adonis: Good, because I’m really not sorry she and I broke up, especially now

Dolly: You’re the only one I’m thinking about

Adonis: I’m glad she wanted to wait and we don’t have to, I want it to be you

Dolly: You’re killing me

Dolly: I hope I can make it everything you deserve it to be

Adonis: I’m nervous too, don’t run away in the opposite direction if I’m not everything you’re thinking about

Dolly: I’m not going to, I really like you

Dolly: and you have nothing to be nervous about, I promise

Adonis: I feel like I’ve known you longer than a day

Dolly: I wish we had

Dolly: we used to look you all up on socials, when we were younger

Adonis: I’m sorry I didn’t post more

Dolly: Yes, you were the most illusive 😅

Dolly: it was bizarre, thinking we were like the opposite side of the same coin, all related to Jay, no other link

Adonis: It is bizarre, I barely feel related to her, until something like her engagement happens to remind me I am

Dolly: It must be a complicated thing for your father to deal with

Adonis: Yeah, I don’t think he’ll ever completely make his peace with it, how things have played out with Jay

Dolly: I don’t imagine she will either, or James

Dolly: it’s awful, really

Adonis: He’s been a good dad to us, but so has James to them, clearly

Dolly: Yes, it’s neither of their fault’s, I’m sure she knows that, if she ever thought different

Adonis: I can’t imagine having kids, wanting to even

Dolly: I think it’d be super odd if you did

Adonis: I don’t know, my mum was always that person, from when she was a kid still herself

Dolly: Some girls are

Dolly: all the dolls must get to our heads

Adonis: I’m scared to ask what happened to yours with your sister around

Dolly: I am intrigued if your perception of her weird matches the actual, I can’t lie

Adonis: Maybe, but talking about her in more than passing is a waste of time, we could be talking about you

Dolly: Well, I don’t want any babies, if that’s what you’re worried about

Dolly: It isn’t something I ever see for myself either

Adonis: I’m not worried, I may be inexperienced but I have that much knowledge at least, and we aren’t in Ireland so I don’t have to convince you prayer alone won’t suffice

Dolly: 🙏🙏

Adonis: What do you see for yourself?

Dolly: I just want to make a life for myself, away from my family, doing what I want to do, hopefully doing some good as well

Dolly: what about you?

Adonis: I want what you want

Adonis: essentially, there are some specifics I could add in, like Oxford, but otherwise

Dolly: Oh wow, that’s amazing

Dolly: it looks so beautiful, imagine living there, learning there

Adonis: I think about it all the time

Dolly: I knew you were smart

Adonis: The next open days aren’t until June, but if you still like me, we should take a tour together

Dolly: Do you mean it?

Adonis: Yeah, you’d look beautiful there, I can imagine you

Dolly: I want to be there with you

Adonis: Are you taking a gap year?

Adonis: we could be

Dolly: I hadn’t really thought about the details, I need to, they’re getting on at us to now but I didn’t think I’d make it this far at one point

Dolly: It’s hard to get out of that mindset but I want to

Adonis: I want to help you

Dolly: I’m no dunce, I work hard but if I was focused, had a goal to work towards

Dolly: maybe I could do it

Adonis: Come with me, that’s the goal, and I’ll motivate you

Dolly: Alright, you’re serious and I’m serious but that was hot

Adonis: It’s fitting given we’re about to see each other again, we’re both as 🥵 as we were the first time

Adonis: especially when I’m so close to your house and I have the same urge to run to you

Dolly: I can’t quite explain how flattering that urge is, that it’s directed towards me

Adonis: A lot of my behaviour has been uncharacteristic today, I’d struggle to explain it too, if I had to

Dolly: Me too… Are you worried, that when we revert to type, it’ll be different?

Adonis: I’d be worried what was wrong with me if I reverted back to acting different to this, yeah

Dolly: I also can’t express how completely unlike an ‘act’ this feels, is, but also how unlike my usual day-to-day it has been

Dolly: that doesn’t automatically make this any less real though, does it?

Adonis: All I know is, I’ve felt the most like myself, who I’m happiest to see myself as anyway, talking to and spending time with you

Dolly: It’s hard to pry apart who I am and the circumstances in which I found myself but- it’s very mutual

Adonis: Well, that’s a relief

Dolly: 😏

Dolly: I want to continue to get to know you, let you get to know me

Adonis: Me too, hopefully you’ll continue to like me

Dolly: So far you’ve proven insanely likeable, it’s a bit ridiculous, honestly

Adonis: I want to keep proving myself

Dolly: Who else would have me seriously considering Oxford, thinking I might be able to do it

Adonis: Honestly, plenty of people should have

Adonis: a single convo in I didn’t doubt you could do it

Dolly: Academia isn’t highly prized in my family

Dolly: as well as Lulu surely insisting it’s her thing anyway

Adonis: It’s supposed to be at school though, somebody there is letting you down if they aren’t insisting you consider uni

Dolly: I was definitely going to go

Dolly: but I was playing it safer, main considerations being I definitely got in and it was as far from my parents and sister as possible

Adonis: Then you met me, and I taught you no risk, no reward

Dolly: 😌 Something like that

Dolly: What about my gap year, what should I do?

Adonis: We’ll think of a way you can do some actual good, as it’s what you want, avoiding the usual gap year tropes

Dolly: but I so wanted to go to Thailand to get involved in drug trafficking 🙄

Dolly: as long as I can still see you often

Adonis: This country has its own worthy causes, unfortunate as it is you won’t be washing elephants or forcing people to learn English 

Dolly: Helping you get your French pitch perfect is a much better use of my time and forced Swiss sojourn

Adonis: [Suggest something she’d actually like, based on the non-stop getting to know you sesh you clearly had earlier, which I won’t commit us to necessarily but I imagine you’re saying someone in your giant af fam/peeps you know could help her out] is another possibility

Dolly: How am I possibly going to repay you for seemingly sorting out my entire life plan in a day?

Adonis: Save some space for me in your life, that’s all

Dolly: I want to be there, when you do all the incredible things you’re going to do

Adonis: I’ll be there to support you while you are too, try and stop me

Dolly: Stopping you is the last thing I have any interest in

Adonis: Good, because this car is about to stop [wherever nearby cos her sister is a nosey bitch so we’re not pulling up to the gaff]

Dolly: Oh, I should have been packing a bag

Dolly: Please bear with, I was too distracted

Adonis: Take your time, we have the entire night stretching out in front of us

Dolly: The driver can charge me separately for this wait 

Dolly: What’s your favourite colour, Adonis?

Adonis: I haven’t been asked to pick a favourite in a long time, but red, I think

Dolly: Red it is

Adonis: That’s distracting, I’m going to need to wait in the fresh air

Dolly: It is only for your benefit, not the driver’s, that might be best

Adonis: [a pic of him doing exactly that]

Dolly: Wow

Adonis: You seriously wow me, I hope you know that

Dolly: My skin feels hot where you touched it

Dolly: but perhaps moreso where you didn’t

Adonis: Every driver we’ve had owes me such a depth of gratitude for everything I’ve yet to do purely for their benefit

Dolly: I fear my reaction has already been indecent, I can’t dare to think about the yet to comes

Adonis: Your reactions have been the exact opposite, I couldn’t think of any way they could be more acceptable, to me

Dolly: Your lips are so soft, much softer than anyone else's I’ve ever felt

Adonis: Yours taste like [insert a relevant yet feelsy thing here]

Dolly: 🥺

Dolly: This bag, this bloody bag is what I’m meant to be concentrating on, not how strong yet delicate your hands are

Adonis: Don’t bring anything, I’m sure I have everything you need

Dolly: It should concern me, how accurate that feels

Adonis: I understand, your hands shook a little when we touched, at first, but now they don’t

Dolly: All I want is you

Dolly: I found the pyjamas that practicalities sake dictates I need, beyond that, I’m going to rely on you

Adonis: I can be your pyjamas too

Dolly: Oh God

Dolly: you know the red I have on for you isn’t pyjamas

Adonis: I know I’m not sorry I’ve broken the banned colour rule, because you aren’t going to look 🤶

Dolly: You know what you can do if you don’t like how it looks on

Adonis: I’ll be tempted to stare at you forever

Dolly: I might have to look away

Adonis: I’ll allow it

Dolly: I want to be the nervous one, you should know how in control of how this goes you are, of me

Adonis: You’re really good at calming my nerves, I don’t feel them any more

Dolly: All you should feel is me, if you’re thinking about anything else, we’re not ready

Adonis: I haven’t thought about anything else since I offered to pick you up

Dolly: and your bed

Adonis: I’ve never shared it before

Dolly: with no one?

Adonis: When my friends stay over, we’re usually all in [whatever you still call your playroom from when you were a little bub even though it’ll have aged up to be a teen hangout now]

Dolly: That makes sense, boys, from my understanding, demand less intimacy from their friends as a rule

Dolly: I promise to be the perfect bedfellow and guest in your inner sanctum, I take this honour very seriously

Adonis: Perfect is the word, I’m certain of that

Dolly: I’m aching to please you, there’s truly no other way to describe it

Adonis: I can’t fault your description either

Adonis: only the amount of time you’re keeping me waiting, if I really am in control of you, and this

Dolly: I’m sorry

Dolly: I’m trying to gain some composure for the drive to your home

Dolly: but it has become entirely apparent that whether that drive was 5 minutes or 50, I’d still crave being alone with you more than anything

Adonis: What self control I have is going to be lost the second I see you, there’s no way I can fight that

Dolly: Touch me, I’ll be quiet

Adonis: If I don’t stop kissing you, every sound will be swallowed by me

Dolly: Put me in your lap again, I won’t flinch

Adonis: We can share a seatbelt as well, good behaviour to balance out the bad

Dolly: That sounds like a plan to me

Adonis: I thought I’d spend tonight missing you, this is a much better plan

Dolly: I had already started pining on my bed

Adonis: I can picture it so clearly, how you looked and sounded

Dolly: Is it shaming, how desperate I am for you already?

Adonis: I don’t feel ashamed of how much I want you, you shouldn’t either

Dolly: Okay, I’m ready to leave then

Adonis: I’m ready to have you close to me again

Dolly: [run however far down the street he is because it’s your turn to turn up !! and slightly out of breath]

Adonis: [soz to this driver for the way he’s immediately making out with her against this parked car in such a !! manner]

Dolly: [don’t mind us, you will be paid well for your services sir, we simply have to be dramatic because have never felt more like we’re in a love story and we’re not okay]

Adonis: [mhmm and it’s v mutual, hence the way his ‘hi’ would sound when he eventually manages to get it out in between all the non-stop kisses which still don’t cease remotely as he’s taking off whatever coat or jacket she was wearing to cover that short distance because they are about to get in the car and he simply must start to undress her in the only vaguely socially acceptable way possible]

Dolly: [please also pick up her bag that was thrown to the ground because we barely managed to care to pack it, never mind not discard it the second we jumped into your arms; let him guide you into this car because the way you’re feeling would have you lowkey unsteady on your feet and you need all the help you can get, which you have to do a hot lol about because what is life]

Adonis: [I love that these sober kids are feeling drunk about this, obvs get her into the car and then yourself so you can put her on your lap as promised and seatbelt you both in because safety first, kissing her neck all the while he’s putting that seatbelt on, until it clicks into place and then he’s just LOOKING at her for a sec because first chance he’s really had since he launched himself at her immediately when she showed up]

Dolly: [STARING at you in this ensuing moment and silence, feeling like you’ll be able to hear our heart thudding in our chest, bringing up our fingers to touch your lips like this, experiencing the softness in every way we currently can ‘hi’ in a ridiculously hoarse voice]

Adonis: [oh the big smile he’s gotta do again in this moment, hi to his adorable wolf teeth, his gaze flickering down to look at her fingers for a beat before he’s back to likewise STARING at her all serious, his own hand stroking her cheek until he’s holding her chin/jaw and then kissing her again like okay lemme just test out this control thing not at all casually with a really soft and slow and deliberate kiss]

Dolly: [the sudden change between his smile and his serious face meaning he means business has you SHOOK in the best sort of way that has you melting into his touch, bridging gaps you didn’t even realise were there until you needed to be closer, to give him more control over your body and where it is in relation to his, bringing your hands down from by his face to his lap like a rag doll in a clear, put them where you want them, move]

Adonis: [such a dramatic intake of breath over the fact you didn’t expect either her or you to be as into that as you clearly both were, because everything is v new and novel, do put her hands where you blatantly want them, boy, dangerous as that is with how highkey you both feel rn, and touch her in a way she can then mirror or do something contrasting with, depending how she’s vibing, at least you’re keeping them over your clothes for the moment so there is an attempt at restraint being made instead of just being feral as hell]

Dolly: [the way your eyes are basically popping out of your head as a reaction because you’re insanely into this and him, having to make this kiss a harder one so the accompanying noise doesn’t reach the driver’s ears too, nibbling this boy’s bottom lip ever so slightly now, running your hands up his abs to his chest, over his top but firmly enough that you are really feeling his muscles with it]

Adonis: [kissing her back even harder because he promised to keep her quiet and he’s taking that seriously and it’ll be very necessary because both his hands are going to her waist ofc to start to move her in his lap, going under whatever top she’s wearing but staying there and keeping these antics up for a minute]

Dolly: [taking his thumb and placing it under the band of your knickers so he can feel the lace and see the red, then doing this on the other side too like he needs to hold onto you that tightly, which doesn’t feel like an overreaction with the way we’re naturally trying to increase how hard we’re moving on you]

Adonis: [really LOOKING because we appreciate his fave colour being utilised like this which does unfortunately mean that they aren’t kissing and his own lil !! noise at that and everything else that’s occurring will escape but it’s FINE because he’s a quiet boy, thanks to how extra his parents and sibs are, so if the driver does hear it, it’ll just sound like a sigh or something]

Dolly: [pulling your top down just enough to show the matching bra before letting it go again because you want him to keep LOOKING and appreciate the effort you’re going to for him ‘do you like how it looks?’ quiet enough that the driver would think you were talking but not be able to make out any specifics]

Adonis: [his turn to touch her lips with the same thumb, obvs, cos it’s gotta be, blatantly picturing if she had red lipstick on too the state they would be in rn, doing his own quiet hot lol about it as he nods ‘you’re my favourite’ because coming for all his parents lines, soz, unhooking said bra because nobody will ever know while she’s still this clothed, except y’all because simply must and be touching her, really taking his time about this because again the novelty and how little they have touched before]

Dolly: [nuzzling his thumb and hand because you feel like you’re coming undone with every new moment of this ‘I’ll be yours if you’ll have me’ so seriously, your trembling voice devolving into a moan on the yours and me in particular, again, we aren’t loud so it’s okay, arching our back so our boobs are at your face height because you have to see how hard our nips are now]

Adonis: [the totally involuntary way his hips move when she’s doing her quiet moans because dead about it, making a point to take his touches from the soft kind of exploratory stroking vibe they were on her back and chest and stomach, as well as her boobs, of course, to actually concentrating on properly playing with those nips like he means it]

Dolly: [‘I want to be a very, very naughty girl for you’ basically just mouthed at you now, the slightest of sound being allowed to leave our body in fear any more will have us fully losing it, grinding against your involuntary hip thrusts with the very, very]

Adonis: [his eyes widening comically almost as he follows what she was saying there, resting his head against her chest and using his mouth to do kisses over the material of her top, really soft and little so there’s no gross spit or any kind of giveaway, putting a nip in his mouth with the same energy, really lightly, whilst his hands are doing the most still underneath there, all the sensations ever happening, because it goes without saying he’s meeting every single of her movements happening in his lap too]

Dolly: [very lightly tilting his head up towards you so you make eye contact as he’s so gently sucking ‘my darling boy’ just being the most from the off because we have no choice, we’re lost in this moment, burying his head in our chest when we can’t deal with the sight any longer]

Adonis: [call her darling in French because it’s just cherie and way more chill than the absolutely insane pet names sulu are gonna be throwing at each other as well as something you’d actually know because school teaches nothing useful lol, cute that you wanna get your french on honestly though sir, and making out dramatically af again]

Dolly: [tell him that you ache in French, whether that’s something he’d understand or not simply because you need to say it, fully taking this opportunity to do the most blatant and indecent french kissing you have thus far, slipping your unhooked bra off your shoulders and handing it to him, your hands between your super close bodies]

Adonis: [I love all of that for y’all, what a vibe, I’m sure you’ve layered sir because it’s december, so take as many off as you can without fully being topless in this car, all the while making out in your indecently french manner, I like to think that he understood the vibe if not the words, so really ramping up this dry humping action too, slipping that thumb from before under the underwear waistband and starting to touch her just with it]

Dolly: [the way we have to lick very pointedly down your jawline to your ear because we have to talk to you immediately right now ‘I’ve been this wet for you all day, it’s such delicious agony’ just moving with the kind of blatant intention you know exactly what we want ‘Can I touch you?’ as we’re nibbling your earlobe and playing with your hair again, tugging it when we feel we need to]

Adonis: [really doing the most it’s possible to with a single thumb all of a sudden in contrast to his again explorative and almost tentative moves before to start with because DYING about everything she’s saying and doing, he’d be biting his lip SO hard rn to not do more than the ridiculous breathing he already is, doing a more dramatic nod than is necessary for the hair pulling and earlobe things ‘I can’t go another second without you touching me’ dramatic but it feels true]

Dolly: [the GASP we’re doing against your neck to muffle it from arousing suspicion because there’s no way not to do it, letting our teeth graze across your skin as we do, breath hot and wet ‘I can’t possibly see your parents when I’m obsessing over you pounding me into your bed upstairs’ like a true FYI because we’re so entirely focused on you and one part of you in particular now we’ve been given permission to have our hands under your clothes and around your dick]

Adonis: [‘We got you out of your house without being noticed, we can sneak you into mine’ the way this would literally take him forever to say and how frankly ridiculous it would sound because too overwhelmed right here and right now, excuse him giving her the first lovebite ever afterwards, on her collarbone where it’ll be covered by clothes like see, look how sneaky we can be, it’s fine]

Dolly: [‘You can keep me hidden, tie me up and lock me away when you’re done with me’ excuse you getting carried away but the sensations are truly overwhelming now, tightening our grip when you give us this lovebite so we don’t make a !! noise about it ‘cos we know it’d be loud ‘make me yours’ into a kiss we have to initiate for the same reasons]

Adonis: [saying ‘our secret’ like he did earlier, but in french this time because not difficult at all so you easily could ‘I swore and I swear, again’ likewise, definitely at a volume the driver can hear because he’s !! hence the french other than the fact you’re y’all and it’s a mood, pressing down into the lovebite he just did as he essentially grabs her when she tightens her own grip, and obviously kissing her back like his life depends on it ‘but you have to know, I’ll never be done with you’ in English this time because in her ear, taking his turn to do the most with her earlobe while he also finally uses more fingers to touch her with, getting a proper rhythm going]

Dolly: [repeating this back with all the enthusiasm because we love everything about it ‘a boy like you deserves a girl like me to be a filthy whore for you and you alone’ frenching the filthy whore as if that makes it less obvious because at this point we’re losing it and are entirely taken over by how you’re touching us all over ‘all night, you said’]

Adonis: [‘I should’ve said the entire [the maths on how long they have until uni plus how long his course is, which I think is like 6 years? If I’m wrong you know what I mean] at least’ because you wanna say forever but you’re trying to be less extra than your parents and sisters so]

Dolly: [kissing down his collarbone now with ferocity because him saying that has made you feral and he needs his own matching hidden lovebite ‘you need this pussy?’ in French but I feel like the vibe translates purely by how we are fucking ourself against your fingers as we say it]

Adonis: [when you’ve gotta bite your free hand so you don’t make what you consider to be too loud of a noise, even though we all know by the standards of some other characters it wouldn’t be, at least not yet, I like to think you might get louder as time goes on and you allow yourself to]

Dolly: [taking your hand away but just so you can cover it in some of your own wetness to use on him, STARING at him because entranced by his adorable reactions here]

Adonis: [pulling her into another kiss, gently, by her hair but purely so he can then bite her lip as hard as he just bit his knuckle or wherever like she needs to feel it rn immediately]

Dolly: [moan into his mouth and bottom out on his fingers so he knows in return how much you liked that, entirely fucking up his hair with your free hand doing the most to replicate ‘tell me, what you were thinking about when you said I’d look good in Oxford?’]

Adonis: [‘Us studying together, distracting each other from it, you walking across campus and through the gardens, the sun making new freckles on your face and over your shoulders, I’d carry your books in the library, you’d sit there with a pen behind your ear or in your mouth’ just rambling shamelessly here, living your best fantasy but will be a reality life]

Dolly: [the way we are really going hard and making you fuck our hand with increasing desperation because this is everything we want ‘Am I your girlfriend?’ we mean at Oxford but admittedly sounds like we mean now because too into this fantasy to differentiate from  current reality]

Adonis: [the ‘yes’ is indecent but also the most sincere ever and could not be said with more feeling because he couldn’t mean it more, for then or for rn, no notes]

Dolly: [‘Oh I’m your girlfriend’ as the loudest moan we have so far, it couldn’t be any more mutual]

Adonis: [saying ‘you’re my girlfriend’ in french, of course, he has to do it + ‘and I really, really like you’ also in french, with so much verbal and physical emphasis on the reallys which are getting added to in french and english over and over because he’s DYING]

Dolly: [I know we’re gonna die over this, physically folding in half ‘cos we can’t keep ourself upright remotely, LOOKING up at him in a way that we hope translates you need to cum or I am going to put you in my mouth because it’s right there now and we want to do nothing more but know we should not]

Adonis: [LOOKING back at her as he undoes this seatbelt because there could not be a clearer non-verbal way of telling her he wants her to do it, soz that all chill has left this car and this boy’s brain, he’s clearly so close to fully losing it himself after the way she just did]

Dolly: [kissing him over his boxers with the total opposite vibe to the way he was being so soft and deliberate earlier ‘cos there is neither the time nor desire to slow down now, pushing him out of the fly in his boxers straight into your mouth so you aren’t exposing him technically, just here to suck the cum straight out of you until you have none left to give us]

Adonis: [the ‘oh my god’ is a whisper in that !! frantic kind of way when you literally don’t have a voice cos you’re so shook, this boy cannot cope atm in the best way because nothing like this has ever happened to him before]

Dolly: [when you’re still here despite the fact he’s done because you can’t help yourself and you need him inside you in this way for as long as you’re getting away with it, the fact that you are making your moan vibrate around him, putting his hands in your hair]

Adonis: [‘I made it a rule I’d never call a girl babe, baby, angel or princess, and you’re making it impossible for me to stick to’ not me literally on purpose picking every pet name your dad has called your mum, what a savage drag]

Dolly: [barely moving to say ‘en francais’ but enough that it’s not a garbled mess, like it doesn’t count in french, it’s okay]

Adonis: [do it in french, cos again, none of those are hard, taking his time to genuinely try out each one, time he has because of how hard it would be to get words out rn, we know]

Dolly: [shuddering with each one, pushing him further into your mouth, trying to do the most without choking about it]

Adonis: [doing your own shudders in response to hers because of how it feels, pulling her hair more and more each time]

Dolly: [finding your bra from wherever it got lost in this sesh and using it to play with him so you can look up at him for a moment ‘what am I calling you?’ using this lace to its full teasing advantage]

Adonis: [‘What do you want to call me?’ his breath and voice catching a little at different points because of her antics but holding the eye contact really steadily]

Dolly: [going bright red and looking away because you have some ideas but now you’re shy, not shy enough to stop on anything, in fact you’re looking back at him for a moment of this steady eye contact before trying to have him in your mouth with the bra still in place so you can trace the lace patterns with your tongue]

Adonis: [when you were gonna give it the whole tell me vibe but then she’s doing all that and you absolutely 1000% have no desire to stop her even for a second, finding her hand and SQUEEZING it because that feels really good and he’s into it]

Dolly: [playing with his hand the way he has yours, distractedly though it is ‘cos we are focusing on this and making you feel as good as we can]

Adonis: [meanwhile you focus on staying quiet, boy, because we all know his breathing is getting more extra again in response to all this attention, he’s a teenage boy, when and how is he not easily turned on and she’s really giving it her all]

Dolly: [should be evil and say the driver does a cough or something that makes you think they’ve clocked what you’re up to to make you stop and get up like a shot casually, here in the mortified silence feeling like you just got caught, despite the fact the driver hasn’t said anything]

Adonis: [Winnie approves, and it’s real tbf, not us just reaching for a cockblock where there isn’t and doesn’t need to be one, oh the awkward af re-dress and shuffle in your seat, unable to look at each other for a sec, until he spots something random stuck to her from this car floor or something like that which amuses y’all and breaks the tension]

Dolly: [soz you care more than some insane characters currently about being caught and the like and this is a good time to show this lmao; picking this thing off of you and flicking it in his general direction like oi you lol]

Adonis: [it’s important to show too, because yeah you do unlike so many of the others, hence I’m letting this silence stretch for a while despite his lil smile when she flicks the thing at him, mouthing a sorry in her direction awkwardly before opening his window to throw the thing out and then point his flushed af face into the breeze from said window and look out for a sec]

Dolly: [shrug that sorry off because it’s absolutely mutually your fault that you’re both this embarrassed now so he doesn’t need to apologise to you, you were doing what you wanted to be doing and we’re not going to protest otherwise, but this silence can stay, only uncomfortable in the sense you think that driver saw some shit but not, from our POV, uncomfortable with you, at least we’re hoping so]

Adonis: [eventually, when you’ve had time to calm down and the driver hasn’t done or said anything, close your window and angle your body more towards her even if you’re still facing forward technically, and pick up her hand and play with it, tentatively almost but nevertheless] 

Dolly: [look down at your hands and then back up at him and smile, giving his hand a squeeze that is basically the ‘how are you?’ from your hi, how are you moment]

Adonis: Unfortunately, I didn’t consider the possibility I’m not good at keeping secrets, especially when it involves how much I want you

Dolly: Maybe it’s okay if the driver knows, we’re behaving now

Adonis: And we’ll be there soon

Dolly: and I can say hi to your parents, if we need to

Dolly: That would seem less suspicious than if we got caught sneaking around

Adonis: I’ve already told my mum I was going to have someone over, but I didn’t say you, in case you didn’t want me to

Dolly: We’ve got things in common, we could have found that out at the party

Dolly: I’m not suggesting you have to say anything beyond that, you’re being the perfect gentleman, after-all

Adonis: I’m wary of giving too much away if it’ll mean my sister finds out, and in turn, yours

Dolly: I can’t imagine they’ll hang out much longer anyway, I barely understand why they would be now

Dolly: but no, we’re just going to be friends, my parents are away, you can tell them that

Adonis: I have other friends who are girls, my mum won’t think anything of it

Dolly: Perfect

Adonis: They’re actually just friends though

Dolly: Yeah?

Dolly: [smiling over at him for a sec like 😏]

Adonis: I’d hate for you to think I make a habit of inviting beautiful girls to my house for the night

Dolly: Then I’ll do my best to believe I’m special

Adonis: You really are

Dolly: I didn’t think everything you said was just heat of the moment

Adonis: Another relief, not that I’m ever going to mind reassuring you about how much you mean to me

Dolly: [lean against him slightly whilst still staying in your own seat]

Dolly: I really, really like you too

Adonis: Can I kiss you?

Dolly: Yes please

Adonis: [lean and kiss her cheek, the corner of her mouth and then her mouth, with slightly less chill each time but still keeping it soft and not too feral]

Dolly: [holding either side of his face as a grounding technique here so you don’t immediately lose yourself again because it would be SO easy but we’re trying]

Adonis: [doing the same back and LOOKING at her for a beat with the biggest heart eyes, taking a breath that’s lowkey shaky because still so !! and so easy to be just like my boo said]

Dolly: [and who can blame you, this is a true bolt from the blue situation, we were just trying to get the goss on your crazy sister at the start of this conversation and here we are mere hours later, so mirror his unsteady breathing and pull him back into you for a deeper kiss about it]

Adonis: [it escalated madly in a way we rarely let ourselves do these days and I’m personally living for because neither of you would seem the type at first glance, god bless, tell her in french ‘I want you desperately’ speaking fully against her lips cos not moving a mm away]

Dolly: [neither of you would’ve expected it for yourselves either which is what is making it all the wilder, you’re both romantic nerds clearly, under the seriousness and the rest ‘you have me desperately’ also in French in the same into your mouth manner]

Adonis: [the exact same kind of lil !! noise he made the first time he ever made one in response because it’s the only suitable one]

Dolly: [be holding both his hands and put them on your waist, far more tentatively than before but still]

Adonis: [pulling her closer to him within the realms of what this seatbelt will allow because not going to undo it this time but do need her nearer as he kisses her again]

Dolly: [when the restraint is killing you in the best way and also the worst ‘how close are we?’ in french ‘cos we don’t want the driver to answer lmao]

Adonis: [answer her likewise in French cos don’t want him getting involved or knowing what they are chatting about cos it’ll sound like you’re being all hurry the fuck up please thanks to the frustration in his voice that they aren’t there already]

Dolly: [not trying to be rude but also this does not concern you, mind ya business ‘not close enough’ too real for everything you’re feeling right now]

Adonis: [pulling her closer before she’s even finished her sentence because duh, even if he has to lowkey yank her seatbelt to get the give needed, again mind your business please mr]

Dolly: [looking at him with massive heart eyes and brushing your fingers against his lips again and then his cheeks and his brows and then ending up in his hair as per ‘you’re stupidly handsome’]

Adonis: [‘you’re flawless’ soz coming for your dad’s lines again but am I soz really, no, as he’s doing little kisses over her whole face and neck until he ends up at her collarbone where the lovebite is and so he’s just going over and over it like he’s trying to kiss it better]

Dolly: [pulling your body closer to him via this hair pull you’re doing, pushing into how good it feels and how much it gets to you that he’s paying it so much attention, ‘cos you know he really meant to do it and it wasn’t just an accident]

Adonis: [running his hands over her body as he continues to do this until the little kisses over this lovebite inevitably become more because can’t leave it alone now he’s started, special shoutouts to her back where her bra clasp would be if she’d put it back on and the boobs themselves that are just there free and chilling + her lower back and waist]

Dolly: [just here living our best life lowkey, where the only concern is keeping our reactions chill enough that we don’t have to stop again ‘will you do the same with your mouth?’ again, in French, because that’s not something that could be said out of a saucy context]

Adonis: [LOOKING at her for a sec to check his french is right and she’s asking him what he thinks she is, even though it clearly is we just wanna have a moment of eye contact like !!]

Dolly: [‘When we’re in your room’ hurriedly ‘cos imagine, you’ve already nearly been caught once in this car ‘have you done that before?’ maintaining this eye contact too]

Adonis: [a smirk at how quickly she got that out there but his eyes are very much saying he wouldn’t hesitate bitch, right here and right now, because soz to this driver but feels and hormones are raging ‘not yet’ because I very much assume not, I imagine you did some hardcore making out with this girl, maybe touched each other up a bit at the most before the long distance made things fizzle out cos your parents wouldn’t be letting you galavant back and forth to Dublin all the time, short flight or not]

Dolly: [slowly shaking your head in the surely not way when you don’t quite believe someone but also we are clearly THINKING about it and the way you smirked didn’t help matters ‘I’m not as good as you’ with a little nudge in his chest because we don’t believe we can be as quiet as you managed to be there until we had to stop ‘it’s easy, I’ll make it’ like I plan on being as expressive about what feels good as I can when we’re not in this car]

Adonis: [He’s clearly THINKING about it too and intending to take it very seriously and do the most, but here in this moment, letting her feel that like his mother he has bitten the inside of his cheek to absolute shit in order to stay quiet while all that was occurring ‘I’m not nervous’ like still, as I told you before, you’ve calmed them all]

Dolly: [🥺 and kissing him as if you can kiss the inside of his mouth better, when really this is just an excuse for more french kissing and we all know it ‘good’ when you can bear to take a second to breathe, because he has nothing to be nervous about, you’re both having a good time here, no doubt about that]

Adonis: [saying ‘I’m ready’ in French even though there is no doubt, purely just for the emphasis and to be able to emphasise it more by continuing to kiss indecently until this car literally stops and you both realise you’ve been making out the whole rest of the way to his gaff like oh we’re here]

Dolly: [looking around literally confused like is there proper standstill traffic and then looking around like oh shit because you are a bit nervous about this, parents are an unknown entity to you, all the adults you know beyond your grandparents are weird so God knows how this could go, from your POV]

Adonis: [getting out and doing the gentlemanly thing of literally running to open her door and then help her out of this car because he knows it’s a lot and his parents can be a lot, hence pulling her into a hug as this car pulls away like it’ll be okay without having to say it, and once they’ve hugged, looking her over and fixing her hair/clothes with a reassuring smile]

Dolly: [trying to act as casual as you can because the truth you also know to be gospel in your mind is that no one else’s family is ever as weird as yours but that means you’ll be the one acting weird if you’re not careful, so we’re keeping quiet but still smiling at you, sorting your hair for you, if a little absentmindedly because we’re freaking out slightly]

Adonis: [it’s okay gal, he’s got you, leading her by the hand to the front door and getting greeted by whatever pets you have in this era that would greet you whether that’s a dog or a cat or both or plurals of both, taking her coat and hanging it up in the coat cupboard and leading her through to the family room kitchen etc bit of the gaff because I know damn well your mother is waiting up for you boy even if it’s late by now cos she’s that bitch, dropping her hand literally just before they get there for the just friend vibes tho obvs, introducing her/being like you remember Dolly from the party and telling his mum a bit about their day in the vaguest terms ever while also offering this gal a drink or anything to eat etc etc, being like we’re gonna go watch [insert a film that has peeps going to oxford in it so y’all can live that fantasy, hopefully at the beginning because I know how distracted y’all will get] in a sec nbd nbd]

Dolly: [do your best to be polite and engaged whilst still being shy about it because you’d wanna try because you know how these people feel about your mother for good reason and you don’t want to come across like another bitch (like your sister very much does) but I can’t act like you’d be absolutely killing this hun, it’s okay, even if she’s a lot, Rio is a nice person, she’s not gonna be like who the fuck is this, even if she is slightly stunned it is you when y’all walk in lmao, accept his offer of a drink but do the I’ll have something if you are re. Food]

Adonis: [It’s okay gal, he sees you trying and he appreciates it and don’t worry I fully imagine Buster will appear at some point to come and get his missus like come on, what are you doing leave these kids to it, and he definitely won’t be expecting her and will be stunned even though he’ll style it out and purely be like UM to Rio in private later, meanwhile doing mind this boy just lowkey assembling a little charcuterie board of boujee snacks that they probably won’t even eat, which betrays he is a lil bit nervous too, esp when his dad appears]

Dolly: [we’re all a bit nervous now but that’s to be expected all things considered, we know why this is awkward but it’s not like a slanging match is going to start about it or anything of the like, get this woman upstairs so you can breathe a sigh of relief]

Adonis: [A weird situation for everyone but it’s not as if he brought Chlo herself into the gaff so, go chill in your former playroom now teen hangout which I imagine has like a massive projector for films, cos this is where you take your friends and have therefore gotta stay until ruster are in bed, hitting her with a not at all casual ‘how are you?’ when they’re there]

Dolly: [situate yourself on the sofa moment and take something from this charcuterie board to have before you answer, giving you the time to get over the adrenaline of that encounter, nod because you’re okay, this is just the reality of your life with a mother like Chlo ‘you?’ because you had to really take the lead with all of that and we could feel your own tension about it]

Adonis: [do a ca va with a lil smile because french will always make y’all feel better and I love that it’s both the question and answer to how are you as if she asked it in french, pop off french peeps, sitting as close as physically possible to her and putting an arm around her because that’ll make you feel better too]

Dolly: [smile back at him and cuddle under his arm ‘they’re nice’ ‘cos don’t want you to think we’re like oh my god I hate your parents when that’s clearly not the vibe]

Adonis: [a nod cos you can’t dispute that really even though they do your head in because you’re a teen, put this film on and let the oxford scenes and scenery play out while y’all just cuddle like this will be us]

Dolly: [keep peeping at him but also get swept up in the fantasy of this too because you’re as invested]

Adonis: [we know he’s watching her face and reactions more than he is the actual film that he’s clearly seen before to know these scenes exist, doing a whispered commentary like the one he did in the car before of all the things it’ll be them doing as they’re unfolding on this screen]

Dolly: [squeezing his hand HARD ‘cos you’re trying to watch but also you’re dying because never has anything been more romantic and you can’t deal at all]

Adonis: [laugh when something wild ends up happening because it’s a film like lol okay that won’t be us, shamelessly reaching over her to get and then feed her a snack from this charcuterie board, blatantly leaning his whole body over her in such a hot way then feeding her in such a hot way]

Dolly: [😍 at his laugh and feeling your body relax more and more until you’re shamelessly checking him out as his body is looming over you ‘do you treat all your friends like this?’]

Adonis: [the sofa they are on is blatantly big enough for y’all to lie, I’m sure, so manoeuvring her until she fully is ‘you’re special, remember?’]

Dolly: [making your own lil !! noise at this manoeuvre because he’s being hot, you’re a teenage girl so you can’t agree but do a nod ‘I remember’ like yes you did say that lol]

Adonis: [shamelessly lying with her here, basically on top of her because y’all haven’t had the space or privacy to do that yet at any point ‘What else?’ like what else do you remember, in the saucy vein of now what shall we do]

Dolly: [instead hit him with the Oxford speech from the car almost verbatim like I remember you saying all this too, wrapping your arms around his neck and nuzzling into it]

Adonis: [the heart eyes have never been bigger because you don’t understand how hard I’m having to try not to write ILY after she said that speech, dare I do this literally on day 1, that’s insane even for y’all lol, do a happy sigh instead]

Dolly: [we all know how y’all feel right now but it would be insanity to voice it, so kiss him, after a quick glance over the back of this sofa like anyone is gonna come strolling in]

Adonis: [enjoy the fact that you get to have a makeout sesh lying down which you haven’t been able to do yet and is shamelessly close to being able to be together in his bed which we all know you’re both THINKING about, but before you do, him following her glance but pulling a blanket off the back of the sofa to wrap them both in so it’s even more bed vibes]

Dolly: [this will be a relatively new experience for you too because I’m sure you weren’t going to your teacher’s bedroom and he certainly wasn’t coming to yours, just properly cuddling here and touching his bare skin under his t-shirt]

Adonis: [this boy just taking it off with no fucks given because his sisters clearly don’t use this room any more now they are uni age and barely at home and it’s v unlikely ruster are gonna bowl in when they are too busy gossiping about y’all rn so, enjoy the fact you can be topless sir because there was no getting away with that in the taxi, the adorable muddle you’d be getting in because won’t stop kissing her to do this]

Dolly: [biting our lip because too into how bold you’re being and the fact we can fully get our first proper look at your body in a way you could not in the taxi or would have at an engagement party lol ‘damn’ in the quietest voice ever even though you could be much louder now you’re in here with a film on]

Adonis: [and he’s not getting his body out on socials if you’d stalked him cos he barely uses them, so it really is a first look and he’d have a good body already because of all the sports he does, really pressing it against hers like she needs to feel every muscle and how soft every bit of his skin is, hitting her with her en francais move like if you wanna swear more hardcore it won’t count in french, cos neither of them are the kind of peeps dropping f and c bombs casually in their day to day life obvs]

Dolly: [‘your body is fucking incredible’ en francais as you’re holding him even tighter against you, gently scratching your nails all the way down his back but it’s still !! despite not being hard]

Adonis: [‘it’s yours now, it’s for you’ in english, his voice catching because of the GASP he’s gotta do when she starts scratching him, arching his back into it so there’s more pressure being applied involuntarily]

Dolly: [shaking your head again like you do not believe him because how can this be ‘but you’re so-’ instead of finishing that sentence, using these claws in his back to move yourself down slightly so you can give him another lovebite that’s more on his chest than collarbone, so still hideable but even more extra]

Adonis: [‘I’m your boyfriend’ like remember as she’s shaking her head cos gotta believe me thank you, absolutely losing it over that lovebite though and making the loudest sound he has so far, which isn’t but would feel like it to y’all]

Dolly: [smothering his entire chest and neck in kisses because both of those things were EVERYTHING and how else are you gonna let him know beyond literally worshipping his body rn]

Adonis: [we’re gonna have to say that her top has buttons all the way down it so he can not at all casually take his time undoing each one and likewise kissing all the skin he uncovers but leaving it on her just hanging open for the absolute mood and a moment that is, taking so much time over these antics, from the first to last button, including of course getting to actually put both of her nips in his mouth properly, giving her a lovebite where the top ends, lowkey on her hip, cos also totally hideable but ridiculously extra]

Dolly: [when this has escalated in a very obvious way but you’re still somehow shooketh to be here and this exposed, WATCHING him like it’s your job, casually shaking about his naked skin being on yours ‘shit’ in french, of course]

Adonis: [looking up at her from where his head is practically between her legs already, the same look she gave him in the car before because do need your enthusiastic consent to escalate things further and be more feral ‘I know we aren’t in my room, but we are alone’ like please let me do this rn immediately thank you]

Dolly: [in response lifting your hips up off this sofa to pull down whatever you have on your bottom half but leaving your pants on so he can do that part as you put them on for him]

Adonis: [take a sec to appreciate that gesture again, turning her head though via holding her jaw how he did before so she has to watch this film because I imagine there’s a makeout or v tame sex scene playing that is nothing like the antics that are about to ensue between y’all but 1. He likes moving her and 2. Then they aren’t looking at each other while he’s angling and manoeuvring her body too, pressing down on the new hip lovebite while he’s at it because too !! in this moment, especially because he’s taking this v seriously so he isn’t taking her underwear off yet and is instead echoing her earlier car lace antics by playing with the waistband in his mouth, pulling it so his teeth graze her skin but only through the fabric, and kissing her the same way, doing the same with the leg lace, enjoying touching her thigh for the first time ever, probably doing his own version of lil scratches with varying pressure as well as kisses, just having a lovely time covering all the ground her pants do with those kinds of kissing and licking and teeth grazing antics etc etc, trying everything out until he gets to where he needs to be and then he’s really doing the most he can with fabric deliberately in the way, sucking on her foof lips as if this is a makeout sesh and pushing his tongue against her for what would feel like forever but clearly isn’t cos that romance is still unfolding on the projector screen]

Dolly: [doing your best impression of someone intensely focused on this scene but it’s background noise and blurred colours and light at best because you are beyond unable to focus on anything but the sensations that he is eliciting right now and being unable to tell where he’s moving next and what part of his mouth he’s going to use is making it even more intense for you ‘you’re so-’ when your own voice sounds like it’s coming from miles away to you because you’re not in control of the noises you’re making or what you’re managing to say ‘wow’]

Adonis: [me like stop accidentally teasing and torturing her please, I know it’s cos you’re overwhelmed af too sir and everything is so new and you’re so into it, but this poor gal is dying here lol, move her underwear to one side so you can finally do something without them fully in your way and tell her ‘you taste fucking incredible’ with the fucking incredible being in french obvs so it’s the same as how she told him his body looked earlier because simply must before you actually then do remove these pants and start to really go at it]

Dolly: [you’re allowed to take your time boy, given it is your first time, lots of foreplay for her is the most logical route to take lbr but that doesn’t mean the way we moan your name when you’re fully going for it doesn’t basically double as a THANK YOU]

Adonis: [saying his own french swear word like shit or something as a lil quiet moan when she does hers, LOOKING up at her for a sec because okay damn, so glad he’s doing well here and of course then getting right back at it and going harder about it to reward her for how hot that was]

Dolly: [when no encouraging smile back would hit as hard as the blissed out LOOK we’re just managing to give back to you because we can’t deal with how good it feels ‘I’m so-’ who even knows, there are many ways you could end that sentence but are not ‘cos you have to bite your lip immediately]

Adonis: [god bless these nerds, nobody can cough and interrupt you now, live your best lives, which they so are, the way it’s BEYOND mutual too, even though he isn’t touching himself or being touched I can tell you that without a shadow of a doubt when she cums he’s gonna cum all over himself too, everything is just that !!]

Dolly: [this will kill us because there’s no way that was the vibe of either man you have slept with like it would take you a moment to collect yourself and recognise that that just actually happened, getting yourself up however inelegantly because you’re dead but you also need to be holding him and having your face level with his rn thank you ‘you liked it that much?’ question even though it should be a statement ‘cos duh]

Adonis: [get you a man who, cos it isn’t Gabe and it’s certainly not that teacher, my boo is so right for that, LOOKING at her and holding the sides of her face as if to steady himself how she did earlier like allow me to get my shit together because his breathing is absolutely insane rn ‘you’re so hot, I couldn’t help myself’ not at all like a sorry and very much like I’m not soz and I simply HAD TO, obvious as that is]

Dolly: [shaking your head that he is holding ‘cos no you and kissing him with as much insistence about it ‘you make me hot’ as punctuation between increasingly indecent kisses that devolves into fully making out as messily as you have ever ‘cos there’s no chill now]

Adonis: [I love that y’all are giving your all to a feral makeout when you’re this dead, no chill ever is exactly it, eventually taking her hand and leading her, however unsteadily to one of the guest bedrooms that as far as the fam is concerned is her bedroom for the night, because instead of chill being found he is taking her into the ensuite cos you can’t tell me they wouldn’t love to shower together, not only do you get to see each other fully naked for the first time but you also get to wash each other’s bodies and hair and smell the same from whatever boujee toiletries are in there for guests, it’s all ideal and romantic, as well as practical for the mess y’all just got yourselves in]

Dolly: [it is a v romantic idea, and you have long af hair girl so you can hide in it should you start feeling self-conscious again at any moment but you’re having too nice a time to go full teenage girl about it here and now]

Adonis: [and when you get out (which at some point you’re gonna have to because you’ll get worked up af and can’t have your first time in a shower when she has no reason to be on the pill or have an implant or anything when she hasn’t slept with anyone since teachergate, why would you put that in your body when you don’t have to, so y’all are gonna have to kick your contraception old school) he’s gonna lie her on top of this bed and wrap them both up in the same big soft fluffy towel the way he did with the blanket on the sofa for that parallel, to snuggle her and comb through her hair with his fingers ‘Do you want to wait?’ obvs meaning until we’re in my room and my bed for a first time to happen]

Dolly: [just staring at him from in this cocoon, wiping a water droplet from his face before it falls ‘do you?’ because thinking you mean it in a more not today sense perhaps and we don’t want to say no to that if that’s what you want, of course]

Adonis: [‘I don’t know if I can’ just blurting that out so honestly and sincerely while he’s looking at her lying there looking like that ‘They’re definitely still awake and discussing us’ when you just know what your parents are like and what hot awks goss this is]

Dolly: [doing a small but very real smile at this confession because the feeling is mutual ‘do you think they’re going to interrupt?’ as a genuine question]

Adonis: [‘I hope not’ with a face that’s giving all the emphasis to that, because imagine]

Dolly: [loling at his face like well yeah, that’s not ideal ‘we’re further away from them up here’ with a casual shrug]

Adonis: [‘and this is your room’ like technically we’re not doing anything wrong if we are feral in here]

Dolly: [‘just remember to change the sheets tomorrow’ like don’t let your mum do it and see any evidence, making a face like soz, ‘cos that was not romantic but it is realistic]

Adonis: [we all know he was already nodding like okay valid point because it is realistic and he was right there with her on the idea so then he’s gotta smile when she makes that face like oh what are we like lol]

Dolly: [nudging his shoulder with your head in the same oh, us, way because you’re amused but the nerves are of course slightly there in the background still ‘your bed would be better but the location is here so’]

[tinycurlyfry]

A few post-workday One Piece episodes before I draw myself some Denjiro eye candy~ 

As always I am containing my liveblogged stream of consciousness under the ‘read more’.

Episode 997 -

Someone start playing ‘This is war’ by 30 seconds to mars, the samurai surrounding Kaido and the others still loyal to Oden rushing the palace give me those vibes. 

Law’s deliberate slow walk through the palace while everyone’s running ahead. He thinks he’s so fucking cool. I love the (lack of) energy he brings lmaoo. Like, Kid was just walking too but Law is going so fucking slow. There is nothing casual about his walk.

Man I’m sure glad there are so many full-moon nights in the One Piece world gjslfggjskldfg- I only half joke, I love that the Minks get to go Sulong Feral-mode on Jack and his troops. They deserve the payback. Hope they absolutely destroy them.

Episode 998 - 

OH OKAY!!!! ADA BOY SANJI!!! My god he truly is either being the absolute worst or the best and there’s no in-between. That was pretty damn cool of him. I am SO HERE for a Sanji vs King fight. I’m so interested in King. I wanna know more about him. I wanna see fire fight fire. Awww Sanji saying Momo’s self-introduction was cool as hell and gave him chills- BOY stop making my opinions of you so fucking complicated I swear. Oh I’m loving this fight already. 

Luffy screaming after his crewmates when he sees them take a visceral blow will also HIT ME. His voice sounds so raw. It always truly sounds like someone who watching a loved one get hurt.

“Because he’s my son” “Your father’s on his way!” Oh, oh my god. Yamato is really serious about kinning Oden gjkslfgjkfg Love that for him. I support him. This is going to be so awkward for Momo lmaooo

Big Mom at Luffy “You always spoil other’s fun.” I disagree, I think Luffy’s crashing of the wedding/tea party was VERY fun. Like, him setting loose a bunch of feral animals made to be identical to him on the party? Bursting out of and knocking over the largest cake in the world? Very fun. You just had a stick up your ass about it because you couldn’t eat your cake.

JGSKLFGJ BIG MOM’S BLAST JUST BARELY MISSING SASAKI CUZ HIS ASS IS STILL TIED TO THE TREE. Denjiro has a sense of humor leaving him like that after his power move reveal. 

Nami gaslighting, girlbossing, manipulating Zeus. Go girl go~

Brook and Franky just jamming out and singing together on the motorcycle. My god their vibes are spectacular. Law wishes he made cool look as effortless as they did. This is my new favorite thing. Best duo. Underrated dynamic. Everyone wishes they were even a fraction as cool as Franky and Brook are. Unmatched. 

Franky after slamming his motorcycle into an emperor of the sea who is the size of a building “Oops, I think I ran over something!” FRANKY I LOVE YOU

NAMI CALLING HIM BIG BRO IN RESPONSE TO THEM INTERCEPTING BIG MOM!!!! AAAAAAHHHHH YES! I didn’t know I needed Franky being a big bro to Nami but I do now! Franky is the best big bro weird uncle dad. He is everything.

Episode 999 -

Everyone just absolutely stunned by Franky and Brook and Luffy’s just like ‘That’s what I’d expect from them HAHAHAHA”

Awww Momo crying ;;;;; This boy is so shaken up. He’s been through so much oh my god. He can’t do anything but tremble and cry he’s so shaken up. My whole heart goes out to him.

Love luffy swinging in just long enough to go “Hey, yeah, Yamato’s a friend! You can trust him! Okay bye!” and then launching himself away again. 

JGKLFDJGLK YAMATO INTRODUCING HIMSELF TO MOMO AND SHINOBU AS KOZUKI ODEN!!!! YESSSSSSSSSS! JSKLFJG THIS IS A MESS AND I’M HERE FOR IT! Yes Yamao, introduce yourself- to a boy who just lost his father only like a few months ago in his perspective- as his father. Please never stop being such an agent of chaos.

Franky and Brook just lounging on the motorcycle waiting for Big Mom to get back up, while everyone else (even enemies) get the fuck out of there because they know she’s about to go ballistic. Franky and Brook truly the coolest motherfuckers around. 

Franky’s attention immediately leaving Big Mom (again, an emperor of the sea) who is right in front of him because he sees his little brothers being messed with by massive giants ;;;; God Franky is such a good big bro. Best dad bro.

MOM AND DAD ARE HERE!!!! HELL YEAH ROBIN AND JINBE!!!!

Episode 1000 (!!!!!) -

ORIGINAL OPENING! ORIGINAL OPENING! HELL FUCKING YES! It’s so fun to see the opening with the updated wano art and character designs. They are not the same pirates they were way back in the East Blue, but they also haven’t changed in who they are ;;;v;;;

“My alleged best friend” Oh yeah?! I swear Denjiro is so fascinating to me. I wanna know so much more about his time being “a part of” Orochi’s forces. I wanna know if he actually grew to like some of them or if he was just seething with hatred under a friendly front. I wanna know. I wanna pick at his brain. I like that to Sasaki Denjiro’s actions was a personal betrayal. Him saying he doesn’t care about Wano’s history - this long history of hatred and vengeance. But to Denjiro it’s entirely about the history. His betrayal was a part of something that’s so much bigger than Sasaki. To Denjiro his betrayal wasn’t about Sasaki at all, just that Sasaki is on the side of the villains, but to Sasaki he was betraying him personally because he believed them to be friends. Truly a parallel to Kanjuro and the Red Scabbards.

AWWW THIS WHOLE SEQUENCE BETWEEN LUFFY AND ZORO. I love how seamless their actions are together. I love Luffy jumping off the rail knowing Zoro will make it to him. The small smiles on their faces as they jump off, and then the grins as Zoro grabs onto him in the air. OHP, and now they’re in a dino mouth gjsklfg welp, guess that means we got a long number of episodes to go before they actually get up there huh? I kid, but also knowing one piece fights probably accurate.

JGKLJFGSKLG THE ROBOT TRANSFORMATION EJECTING USOPP AND CHOPPER BECAUSE ONLY ONE PERSON PILOTS THE GENERAL. God that’s such a sibling move. Franky you’re a jerk lmaooo they were so excited too

Oof Sanji’s mixed feelings about his raid suit being so powerful. I’m glad you’re okay tho bud.

I understand that they wanted to do a cool tribute montage for each of the straw hats and their biggest moments in the series, but I did admittedly skip through it. It’s like. half the episode.

Okay but the cinematic scene of them all gathering together? Luffy looking like the captain/leader he is? Very good. Chef’s kiss. Beautiful.

[alittlefirebirdtoldme]

The Spring Festival still raged on the lawn of Brightstar Manor. Little game stalls cropped up for the kiddies and the adults busied themselves with other pursuits. Some danced. Some sang. Some, like Percy, wove flower crowns. He'd made one for Daphne, of course, and there was a heaping stack of 'em that admirers and friends and the like had made him. He wore one that had been carved by Andrew, which made him look somewhat like a stag with its woody protrusions and chains of little flowers dangling off what could have been the points of antlers on a buck. Percy had spent a rather long time on the flower crown he was making now and he heard the gossip. Clearly, their leader had his eye on someone.

He did and he didn't. It was... complicated.

When he got a chance to slip away, he snuck back into the house with the flower crown in tow. He had picked on the best blossoms. Large, bright petals adorned a braided vine headdress. Smaller buds filled in the spaces between. When he found Keres, he was suddenly very self-conscious of the gift he carried for her. Was it enough? You only ever made flower crowns at the spring festival for people you loved. He did love her. It was complicated. Everything was complicated. But this? This was... correct. His fingers cramped a little from the delicate work, but he smiled at Keres nevertheless.

"I know you probably want nothin' to do with the festivities outside," he said. "But I made you this flower crown because..."

His throat constricted.

"Someone told me it's a human holiday today. Mother's Day. Have you... heard of it? I dunno, it sounds nice. And, anyways, you're the only mum Daphne's ever known and at the Spring Equinox, we celebrate mothers, too, and you're a special part of our family. 'M grateful for you. More'n I know how to say. I don't know what the proper greetin' for Mother's Day is, but... May the Seladrine bless and keep you for all that you've done for our family."

He extended the crown to her.

"I'd put it on ya, but you don't have to wear it if it's... too much."

I know I'm too much, Keres, but I had to let you know I love you somehow.

(Shhhhhh pretend this is on time)

Keres had already been out to the festival.

She wouldn't admit it to Percy, and it had all been a bit... overwhelming... but there were parts of it she had enjoyed. The world was beautiful. Everyone was so happy. The community of it all. She'd snuck around at Daphne's request to join her for a few rounds of some game, but she couldn't help feeling like an outsider, and couldn't stop noticing the sounds from nearby caravans or the woods and gardens of the estate that made her blush. It was easier to go back inside and listen to it all from her window, suppressing deep disappointment with lesson planning and retirement sums that she kept quietly to herself. Once, Keres would have been awkward, but she'd have gone. Tried and failed and laughed at herself quietly while dancing with ribbons or listening to old tales. But that Keres was one that no one remembered now, not even her mistress.

"Oh, yes, Mother's Day." Keres nodded, not sure where he was going with the question. Keres had celebrated mother's day growing up, like most children, but it had always seemed a bit performative. How did one celebrate the relationship between oneself and a woman who took them in as a charity? The answer had been correctly, stiffly, politely- things that seemed to shock no one about the Keres they knew, but that she'd never quite gotten used to. to realize, suddenly, that she was being considered a mother figure... it felt more than a little odd. Of course, things were very different between her and Daphne- she loved the girl like she'd been the one to hang the stars in the sky- but to think on it...

She'd never let Percy know how handsome he looked in that headdress. She understood the old stories when he stood like that in the sunlight, of women chasing wild men into the forest never to be seen again. There were always whispers of what happened after- of bathing naked in moonpools, being ravaged by men (beasts? gods?) in the soft spring fields, of singing in the hollows of glades, and that general magical existence of the enchanted. She'd always fancied herself smarter than that, but she understood when she looked at him, flushing at the thought of following him into an endless wild garden to live forever as some half-blessed, half-cursed feyling of the wilds.

She tried to pass the blush off as a surprise for his kindness, reaching out delicately to hold the flower crown that he offered. For a moment, she wanted to feel magical. Feel like he thought she could be magical. Hesitating, she set the crown on top of her hair, feeling immediately silly and boring and human in a way that made her ashamed of how small she was. Of all the broken things hiding under the surface she so carefully maintained.

"I'm honored to be included. And honored to be a stand-in for Daphne's mother, however a poor substitute." She flushed deeper, and then removed the crown again, holding it close to her body. "I don't think the festivities are for me. However, I will keep this. It's quite beautiful."

She set it to dry on a hook in her bedroom, set high above her bed like it belonged there. The colors faded with time to more muted hues, delicate as tissue paper and perfectly suited to their surroundings.

Sometimes Percy might have seen it there in its place of honor among her small collection of personal items if he walked past the room at the right moment.

She only didn't know if she hoped or feared the day he would notice.

[d4t-webserial]

D4T Extras: "Alice's Page 7"

//cw: transphobic, homophobic, and ableist slurs // go here for more info on d4t

She lays on her bed for a while sitting in her anxiety, unsure what their relationship even was anymore. After a while he responds to her text.

trashbag_minister (Lu): “it’s… complicated”

trashbag_minister (Lu): “i’ll try to answer questions as good as i can…”

She takes him up on that in fact she asks *alot* of questions, he doesn’t do a good job answering but she thinks that’s probably her fault (everything she was saying was pretty retarded). Thinking on it more she realized that her weird feelings about it probably was more about her than it was him. So she decided she just needed some time to think.

She couldn’t really talk to anyone else about this, and when she tried looking into detransition all she found new fun ways to hate herself. Now she only had access to google and twitter which might not be the best places to look, but she wouldn’t know where to find communities where trans supportive detransitioners (detrans people? detrannies?) hung out, people like Lu… even he said he didn’t know any other detrans people, not in person or online. So instead she just thought about it, she was kinda confused but she thought to herself “what would i want someone who had no idea what transness was to do”, he just… thought he was a girl, but wasn’t (right?). Did it have to be more complicated than that? He always treated her nice, he never said transness was wrong or unnatural. And he… expected her to leave kinda, like he didn’t say it he’d just say “i’ll understand if things can’t go back because of this” bracing himself for her to not be supportive, not be kind, she *hated* that, she hated that way more than she gave a shit he used to be a tranny. He was way too kind to need to have that reaction, like he didn’t *do* anything, not to her at least. He was just… himself.

She missed him, she wanted to be near him, and she wanted him to kiss her despite his gender bullshit. Hell if she was fine with him being a tranny why not be fine with him being a “detrans” boy, he was still *her* boy…

Tranny Mona Lisa (Alice): “r u free today?”

trashbag_minister (Lu): “ye, why?”

Tranny Mona Lisa (Alice): “can i hang at urs?”

trashbag_minister (Lu): “sure thing”

Tranny Mona Lisa (Alice): “yay!”

Tranny Mona Lisa (Alice): “when will you get here btw”

trashbag_minister (Lu): “around 20 minutes”

Tranny Mona Lisa (Alice): “❤️❤️❤️❤️”

She was so excited, nervous too but more so excited. She was gonna tell him she liked him… again, but like… it’s different this time cause she knows he’ll reciprocate.

When he comes to get her, she remembers how pretty he is. She just… stares at him for a second but before too long she snaps out of it and says hi. It started to dawn on her how scary this was, like she *thinks* he likes her but she doesn’t *know* he likes her, what if the detrans thing was his way off getting her to back off. She continues to spiral about this until Lu tells her they arrived at his campus, she tries to put the words together in her head as she gets to his dorm, but by the time she’s there she hasn’t gotten far. She realizes as she was about to talk that just coming out trails blazing talking about it might be… awkward (she wouldn’t want him to think she just came here to get with him… she really does miss him). So she tries to make some meaningless conversation but…

Lu: “Is there something you wanna talk about?”

Alice: “...”

(god damn it! stop being so fucking observing you bitch)

Alice: “yeah…”

his pretty brown eyes are staring into her soul

(okay… here goes nothing)

Alice: “I don't super know what your detransition means to you…”

Alice: “... i mean, i tried to learn, but there aren’t many… resources or anything”

Alice: “anyway i don’t know what it means, but i still like *you*”

he lets out a deep breath 

Lu: “Cool…”

(cool?!? the fuck does that mean)

Alice: “...”

Alice: “Do you… like me too?”

Lu: “Oh… you meant like *like like*.”

(this fucking retard…)

Alice: “Yeah no fucking duh, also who says ‘like like’ past the age of ten”

Lu: “i don’t umm…”

(fuck fuck fuck… she shouldn’t have assumed she’s so fucking stupid)

Alice: “Do you not? It’s okay if you don’t i… just thought you did…”

Lu: “No i d-do- i do, i just…”

(SHE FUCKING KNEW IT!!!)

Lu: “You shouldn’t,,n’t l-like me.”

(oh-no what gayass shit was this faggot gonna say now… he’s lucky she finds him so cute)

Alice: “Why???”

Lu: “Be-be-be-cau-cause you can do better-ter…”

(THATS RETARDED)

Alice: “That’s retarded!”

Lu: “L-Lys! You can’t sssay that!”

(shut the fuck up you stupid virgin bitch)

Alice: “Jesus fucking christ Lu, i… i just *fucking confessed to you*, and you respond with the dumbest shit i’ve ever heard, i can respond however the fuck i god damn want!”

Lu: “go-ju-Alice! I- it’s- god like you- you- you could- could have any s-s-ssself respecting man you want, you sh-shouldn’t se–se-set-t-tle for… *me*”

Alice: “I’m not settling, i *like* you, you’re smart and caring and sweet, why wouldn’t i like you.”

he looks like he can’t even understand the language she’s speaking

Lu: “Why *w-would* you! I’m a fu-fu-fu shit fuck god damn it! I’m a- I’m a fucking pathetic little shit preten-pretending to be a man, i-i-i can b-b-b-barely even s-sb-sp-speak, i…

he’s never stuttered this much before, he’s crying and she doesn’t know why, so she just reaches out to him

Alice: “Are you okay?”

Lu: “...ye i just, it’s nothing, my brain is stupid sometimes”

(she already knew that, but he seems to be talking about something else)

Alice: “That's okay, i’m sorry for getting you worked up.

Alice: “I’m just… if you like me and i like you there isn’t any real reason not to date right?”

Lu: “But it���s more,, complicated than that-t”

(don’t blow up on him)

Alice: “Why? Why does it have to be?”

Lu: “Because of all the s-st-stuff i said.”

Alice: “But i don’t care about any of that.”

he pulls back and looks a bit away from her

Lu: “I don’t even have a f-f-d-di-dick Alice… how would that- how would that even work”

(oh shit)

Alice: “Tons of people make that work.”

Lu: “But you shouldn’t- you shoulnt have too, your boy-boyfriend should be a real man not a tr-tr-trans girl in denial”

(trans girl in denial?)

Alice: “You could be my girlfriend then, we don’t hav-”

Lu: “I don’t want to be your girlfriend!”

(she feels her insides twisting)

Alice: “...”

Alice: “ok”

after a while she says

Alice: “I want to go home”

.

.

.

Lu: “ok… can i go to the bathroom first”

Alice: “of course”

Lu walks towards his bathroom

Fuck… why was he being so retarded. Did he hate himself so much that he can’t even allow someone else to love him, fuck… did she love him… no not important, he made his feelings known, if she does she’ll… stop. She *wanted* more than anything to say all the things to make him reconsider, but it was his choice. She couldn’t *make* them be together. Fuck…

when Lu returns she wipes the tears from her face

Lu: “What’s wrong?”

(she’s gonna kill him)

Alice: “...nothing”

Lu: “mhm?”

he puts his arm around her, and she lays her head on him

(why did he have to be so comfortable)

Lu: “You don’t have to say you’re fine.”

she looks up at him

Alice: “*I am fine*”

he clearly doesn’t believe her

Lu looks like he’s trying to tie a knot with his tongue

(why does he have to talk, can’t he just let her have this)

he puts his hand on her cheek

(mgddfmnsafsdm)

Lu: “Look as your boyfriend, you should- you should tell me when you aren’t ok.”

(what the fuck is happening)

Alice: “You’re my boyfriend?”

Lu: “I mean, even if i think you have bad taste, who would i be to deny the most b-b-gorgeous woman i-i’ve ever laid eyes on”

(since when did he have game?!?)

Alice: “... i… you think i…”

Alice: “I don’t have bad taste, you’re very…”

Lu: “The point is you should tell me why you feel bad.”

(he’s so stupid, it’s great)

Alice: “I actually feel alot better now.”

as he hears that he smiles and kisses her

(bfvbwjrbwfkregbhvbdhsmbrhfbiwsfkvbsfjh)

Lu: “I hope that means you don’t have to go home right now, cause i,, i really wanna,, be with you a bit longer”

she responds by grabbing onto his shirt and nuzzling further into him

Alice is so giddy. She has a boyfriend, *Lu* is her boyfriend. As she buries her face into him she thinks about how she never wants to leave.

[vgckwb]

P5R: Rebel Girl (A FeMC Story/P5R Rework) Chapter 125: Broken Mirrors

Sunday morning, and Ren headed downstairs for breakfast. She was slightly surprised to see Futaba sitting at the counter, but it was a pleasant surprise. “Mornin’,” she greeted.

Ren smiled. “Morning,” Ren replied. She sat down.

“I’ll have your breakfast ready in a minute,” Sojiro said.

“Thanks,” Ren replied. She took a seat next to Futaba.

“By the way,” Sojiro said, “since you’re going to the beach tomorrow, I figured you and Futaba could help out here again today.”

“I think it’d be helpful too,” Futaba said. “You can never be too prepared, you know.”

“Right,” Ren said. “Sounds like a plan then.”

“Heh,” Sojiro chuckled. “I’m just glad you get to do something just for fun this summer. I think you deserve it after getting rained out.”

“Huh?” Futaba wondered.

“Oh right, you don’t know about that,” Sojiro said. “They were supposed to go to a fireworks festival, but it got rained out.”

“Fireworks…” Futaba muttered.

Sojiro gave the girls their breakfasts. “Here you go.”

“Thanks Sojiro!” they said in unison. They began eating.

When they started working, it went smoother than it had on Thursday. Futaba was more used to the customers. Although that’s not to say that she wasn’t awkward, she was, but it was more toned down.

A little later, when a customer left, Sojiro turned to Ren and Futaba and said “I need to go restock on a few things. You two think you can hold the fort down while I’m gone?”

“Yes sir,” Ren said while Futaba nodded.

“Good,” Sojiro said. “Later.” He left Leblanc.

Ren looked at Futaba. “Wanna clean up a little?”

“Sure,” Futaba said. “No problem.” The two of them cleaned up a little bit. Once they finished up, Ren went on dishes. While she was doing dishes, they heard the door chime. “That must be Sojiro,” Futaba said. She walked out “Welcome baaaaaaa…”

It wasn’t Sojiro, however. It was Akechi. “Um, hello?”

“EEP!” Futaba yelped. She went and hid behind the counter.

Ren went to check everything out, and was surprised to see Akechi, but pieced together what was happening. “Eh heh,” she let out.

“Is…everything alright?” Akechi asked.

“It’s…complicated…” Ren said. She turned to Futaba. “It’s fine. We’re friends.”

“Uhhhhhh,” Futaba groaned. She came out and stood next to Ren.

“Hmmm,” Akechi observed. “I see what you mean by ‘it’s complicated’.”

“Yeah…” Ren said.

Akechi smiled. “Well, I don’t wish to pry,” he said. “I’m just here for some coffee and a place to think.” He sat at the counter.

Ren smiled. “Coming right up.” She went to fix him some coffee, while Futaba followed her behind the counter.

Once Ren gave it to him, he said “Thanks.”

Ren nodded. She then looked around casually. “So, what are you thinking about?”

“Hm, I’d be impressed if you didn’t know,” Akechi responded.

“That can only mean the Phantom Thieves,” Ren replied. She chuckled.

“You’re quite right,” Akechi said. “This Medjed fiasco is probably their biggest outing yet. I mean, I guess after taking down Kaneshiro, a lot of people were eager to see their next big thing. And with their success here, I believe more people will be excited.”

“Well, you know I’m rooting for them still,” Ren said.

“However,” Akechi said, shifting his tone, “I think this confirms a theory I’ve had for a little while: The Phantom Thieves are gaining new members.”

Ren and Futaba were surprised, but held in their knowledge. “What makes you say that?”

“Well, let’s start from the Madarame incident,” Akechi said. “During this incident, a new calling card design was presented. This made me think that the Phantom Thieves recruited someone who was skilled at art.”

“I see,” Ren replied.

“Of course, I couldn’t be certain,” Akechi said. “There could be a few explanations for the change in card design. However, the fact that The Phantom Thieves managed to outhack hack not just Medjed, but this ‘Original Medjed’ as well could only mean that they got someone to match their skill.”

“Interesting,” Ren said. “But what makes you think that skill wasn’t there all along?”

“Well, I admit it’s still a hunch,” Akechi said. “But any other scenario seems a little implausible at best.”

“I guess that’s a fair assessment,” Ren said.

“Still, if I’m correct, that just makes the Phantom Thieves’ position even stronger,” Akechi admitted.

“Well, I don’t know about that,” Ren replied. “I mean, they’re still wanted, right? And even if they have more members than at the start, I don’t think they’d outnumber the government.”

“Perhaps,” Akechi said. “But numbers aren’t everything. As you may know, the government has been in turmoil recently, with ministers resigning left and right. Some of this is due to the series of mental shutdowns, as well as The Phantom Thieves slowly becoming a group people trust more and more each day.

While they do wish to solve these issues, they can’t devote their whole time to it, especially with them falling apart at the seams. As of now, there’s only one office devoting full time to the Phantom Thieves, and I am part of that investigation.”

“I see,” Ren said.

Akechi smiled. “But enough about my worries.” He looked at Futaba. “Might I ask about your situation?”

Futaba looked up at Ren, who was looking back at her. “Do you want to?” Ren asked.

Futaba paused. “You two seem friendly. Despite that interview.”

“Hm, Ackechi said. “Things aren’t always as they seem.”

“He and I actually get along fairly well,” Ren explained.

Futaba nodded, looked at Akechi, and said “My name is Futaba Sakura.” Akechi gave a confused look. Futaba backed down. “You think I’m weird…”

“Huh? Oh, no. Sorry,” Akechi said. “It’s just the names ‘Futaba’ and ‘Sakura’ have tickled something in the back of my mind. But I can’t piece it together.”

The door opened. “Alright, I’m back,” Sojiro said, carrying his haul. He noticed Akechi was there. “Oh. Hi.”

“Hello sir,” Akechi said.

“Sorry,” Sojiro said. “I didn’t expect anyone else, let alone you.”

“It’s quite alright,” Akechi said.

Sojiro turned to Futaba. “Are you doing alright? He’s not bothering you, is he?”

“I’m…I’m doing just fine, Sojiro,” Futaba replied.

Sojiro nodded and smiled. “That’s all I need to hear.”

“Wiat…Sojiro…Sakura?” Akechi wondered.

“Uh, yeah?” Sojiro answered.

“There it is,” Akechi exclaimed.

“What are you talking about?” Sojiro asked.

“Well, when Futaba was introducing herself, I felt some level of familiarity with her,” Akechi explained. “But now that I know your name, I put it all together.”

“And what did you put together?” Sojiro asked.

“Correct me if I’m wrong, but you received a visit from prosecutor Sae Niijima somewhat recently, correct?” Akechi asked back. Sojiro was surprised. “I’ll take that as a ‘yes’. She’s in charge of the Phantom Thieves investigation, as well as the mental shut-down cases, and believed you had something that could help said investigation.”

Sojiro got stern. “So, you are working with her.”

“Ah ha,” Akechi laughed nervously. “Forgive me, but I know that tone. I’m well aware that Sae can, to put it delicately, come off a bit too strong.”

“You don’t say,” Sojiro said.

“I try to help, but I’m afraid she doesn’t listen to me,” Akechi said. “She doesn’t listen to many people these days. To be honest, I’m a little worried. But then again, she’s also worried about me, so it evens out.”

“What does she have to worry about you for?” Futaba wondered.

Everyone was a little surprised. Akechi turned to her and said “Good question. Unfortunately, that’s a secret.”

“WHAT?!” Futaba screeched back. “No fair!”

“Sorry, but them’s the breaks,” Akechi replied. “Although, to throw you a bone, if you were to ask Ren, you might be able to gain some information. Why, I feel she might know just about as much as Sae does.”

Ren was confused. “Really?”

Akechi nodded. “Like I’ve told you before, I don’t like discussing my private life for various reasons. If Sae does know more, it’s just because I’ve known her longer.”

“I see,” Ren said.

“Well…” Futaba said, slightly nervously. “Whatever she’s worried about with you, I hope you can overcome it.”

Akechi smiled. “Why thank you. I hope you can get past your complications as well.”

Futaba nodded. “Thanks.”

Akechi finished his coffee. “Well, I should get going. As much as I’d like to spen all day here, I’ve got places to be. But thanks for the meal and the chatter.”

“You’re welcome,” Ren said. Akechi nodded and left.

“Well…that was something…” Sojiro said.

“How did I do?” Futaba asked.

Ren tousled Futaba’s hair. “You did good.”

“Yes!” Futaba said, excitedly. “I know I’ll be ready for the beach tomorrow!” Sojiro smiled.

As Leblanc was closing, Futaba walked up to Ren and Sojiro and said “I’m going to go out for a sec. I’ll be back.” Before either of them could say anything, Futaba turned around and left Leblanc.

Sojiro turned to Ren. “Where do you suppose she’s going?”

Ren shrugged.”I’m sure she’ll be alright. I mean, I don’t expect her to go somewhere she’s not ready for.”

“Perhaps you’re right,” Sojiro said. “I just can’t help but worry, you know.” The door chime rang. “That’s probably her now.” They turned to not see Futaba, but Sumire. “Oh!”

Sumire made her way over to one of the booths and slumped over. “Hey…” she muttered.

Ren sat across from her. “Are…you alright?”

“Relatively speaking…” Sumire said. “I told you about coach’s really intense Sunday sessions, right?”

“Right,” Ren replied. “So, why come here?”

“Well…I’m hungry…and I wanted to be with you…” Sumire answered.

Ren blushed. “Right…”

“Ahem,” Sojiro said, getting the girls’ attention. “Is there anything specific I can get you?”

Sumire sat up. “I’ll take your biggest plate of curry, and some lemonade to go with that.”

“Gotcha,” Sojiro said.

He started heading back when Ren grabbed onto him. “Hey.” Sojiro looked at her. “She means it.” Sojiro nodded and went to the kitchen.

“So,” Sumire inquired, “how are you doing?”

“Oh, I’m doing alright,” Ren said. “How about you? You think you'll be fine enough to go to the beach tomorrow?”

“Totally,” Sumire responded. “But, um, there’s something I’ve been meaning to ask you.” Ren got a little worried. “You know I’m training to become a full-time gymnast. Well, that's going to involve a lot of training. And I feel like once we’ve defeated Eris and this whole Phantom Thieves thing is over, I might see you less due to all the training. I mean, I still want us to go out, but…it might be hard, you know… I mean… ugh!” She slammed her head on the table.

Ren smiled. She took Sumire’s hand. “Hey,” Sumire looked up. “It’s alright. Your dedication, your energy, your willingness, they’re all part of the reason I fell for you in the first place. How can I hate that which I love?”

Sumire blushed. “Senpai!”

Ren continued “Sure, we might be apart more than the average couple, but we will always have each other. Besides, I’ve been without you my whole life until we met, and I don’t want to do that again.”

Sumire smiled. “Senpai…”

The door opened. “Alright! Firework time!” Futaba shouted, holding two bags full of fireworks.. She noticed Ren and Sumire sitting at a booth. “Oh…”

Sojiro looked out. “Oh. You were out getting fireworks?”

“Well,” Futaba said, nervously, “you told me they got rained out of their fireworks festival, so I wanted to make it up… But…”

Sojiro smiled. “It’s OK. How about we do it after dinner? I’m making a LOT of curry.”

“Oh. Who else is joining us?” Futaba asked.

“It’s just us,” Ren explained.

“I’m really hungry,” Sumire explained.

“I see,” Futaba said. Futaba set the fireworks down on the counter and then sat next to Ren.

“Hi,” Ren said.

“Hi,” Futaba replied.

“So,” Sumire interjected, “how has this week been treating you Futaba?”

“Oh, uh, it’s been going pretty well,” Futaba said. “I think.”

“Well that’s nice to hear,” Sumire said. “Sorry I wasn’t there for a lot of it.”

“Eh, you’re good,” Futaba said. “I mean, you’re here now, right?”

Sumire smiled. “Right.”

“So, um, do you mind, I, uh, ask you some questions?” Futaba stumbled.

“Of course,” Sumire said.

“Wel, um, you two are dating, right?” Futaba continued.

“Um yeah…” Sumire said.

“Well, um, I guess what I’m asking is, how did you know?” Futaba asked. “That you wanted to date each other?”

Sumire and Ren were a little surprised. “Futaba,” Ren asked. “Is there someone that you like?”

“NO!” Futaba countered. “But, I mean, if I do find someone I like…I mean, I want to know how to deal with it, you know?”

“Oh,” Ren replied. “Well then, I’m out.”

“Huh?” Futaba said.

“Oh, don’t be like that,” Sumire said.

“But it’s true,” Ren said. “You had to ask me out. I was ready to never say anything.”

“Well, I mean, I was scared too,” Sumire said.

“Yeah, but you did it anyway,” Ren replied. “I’m just a coward.”

“Well, you’ve been getting so much braver since we started going out,” Sumire comforted. “Besides, you’re brave in other aspects, which is part of the reason I fell for you in the first place.” Ren blushed.

“So,” Futaba interrupted, “when DID you start falling for each other?”

Ren and Sumire were a little surprised. “Well,” Ren began. “Hmmmm.”

“It’s kind of complicated,” Sumire explained. “For a little while, I was pretending to be my sister. She, uh, died saving my life, and I kind of spiraled into a depression.”

“Oh,” Futaba said. “I’m sorry.”

“No, it’s fine,” Sumire said. “Well, I mean, you know… I mean, I got a front row seat to your trauma, so I know you don’t mean anything bad.”

“Right…” Futaba said.

“I will say,” Sumire said, “with everyone’s help, I’m in a much better place than I was then. And I’m sure the same will apply to you as well.”

Futaba smiled back. “Ren’s right.” Sumire was surprised a bit. “You are really easy to get along with.” Sumire was relieved.

“See? You had nothing to worry about,” Ren said.

Sumire chuckled. “Well, I'm just as sure you’ll have nothing to worry about if she asks you for dating advice.” Ren looked away and blushed nervously.

“Alright, dinner’s ready,” Sojiro said.

He handed Ren and Futaba their plates. “Thanks Sojiro,” Futaba said.

“Thanks,” Ren said.

Sojiro left and came back with a giant plate for Sumire. “AAAAAAAAND here you go,” he said, setting it down.

“Thanks Sojiro,” Sumire said.

“I’m going to get myself a plate,” Sojiro said. “You mind if I sit next to you?”

“Not at all,” Sumire answered.

“Great,” Sojiro said. He went to get his plate.

“Woah!” Futaba said. “I’m impressed.

Sumire giggled “Well, gymnastics takes a lot out of you,”

“I see…” Futaba said. Sojiro came back, and the four of them started eating dinner.

Once they had finished, Sumire said “AH! That was delicious!”

“Hm. Glad you enjoy,” Sojiro said.

“Now can we set off fireworks?” Futaba asked.

“Yeah,” Sojiro said.

“WOO HOO!” Futaba said. She grabbed her fireworks and headed outside.

“Hold on,” Ren said. She headed upstairs. “Morgana.”

“What?” he asked.

“Futaba got us some fireworks,” Ren explained. “Wanna join us?”

“Sure, I guess,” Morgana said.

“Oh, Sumire’s also here,” Ren explained.

“I see,” Morgana said.

“Anyway, let’s go,” Ren said. She and Morgana went downstairs and outside.

Everyone noticed Morgana’s appearance. “Ah. I see,” Sojiro said.

“Hm hm. Welcome Morgana-senpai,” Sumire said.

“Are you ready to set these off?!” Futaba asked.

“Ready as I’ll ever be,” Morgana said

“Then leeeeeeeeeeeet’s GO!” Futaba said. She took out a bunch of sparklers. Ren and Sumire took one, while Futaba grabbed two for herself.

“Do you have a lighter Sojiro?” Ren asked.

“Yeah yeah, hold on,” Sojiro said, fishing through his pockets. “Here.” He tossed it to Ren.

Ren caught it. “Thanks.” She lit the fireworks. They were gazing at the sparklers they had set off.

“Heh heh,” Futaba laughed. She began spinning them around. “WOOOOOOOO!”

Morgana coughed. “Um, can you point those elsewhere?” he asked.

“Uh, I think the cat is getting nauseous,” Sojiro pointed out.

Ren nodded. “Can you take him, Sojiro?” she asked.

“Oh, uh, sure,” Sojiro said. He reached his arms out. “Come here.” Morgana groaned, but knew this would be more helpful. He jumped up. Sojiro cradled him and scratched his chin. “Better?”

“Nya!” Morgana said, happily. “Better.”

“Heh,” Sojiro chuckled.

Ren and Sumire were standing together looking at the sparklers they were holding. “You know,” Sumire said, “this might not be the big fireworks show we missed during the rainstorm, but I think this is just as good.”

“I disagree,” Ren said, surprising Sumire. She smiled. “I think this is better.”

Sumire smiled back. “Oh you.”

Ren looked at Sumire and chuckled. “Hm.” They shared a quick kiss, and went back to looking at the sparklers. They spent the rest of the evening lighting off more fireworks before Sumire had to go back home.

After she left, Sojiro took Futaba home, and Ren took Morgana upstairs to their room. After she got changed into her pajamas, she climbed into bed and asked “So, are you ready for the beach tomorrow?”

Morgana smiled. “Yeah. I think it’ll be fun.”

“Hm hm, me too,” Ren replied. The two of them softly fell asleep.

[fallinfl0wers]

hellooo! this is the first time i request something from a blog :D could i request headcanons of diluc, scara, kazuha and xiao when their s/o tells them they're pregnant and possibly how they'd get used to having a kid? tyy! dont forget to take breaks and relax!

Literally baby-sized trouble.

summary: you're pregnant! how does he react to the news and how do the get used to your child? includes: diluc (26 bullet points), scaramouche (24 bullet points), kazuha (17 bullet points) and xiao (35 bullet points) warnings: fem!reader, pregnancy, children, non-explicit/non described giving birth, mostly fluff with a little bit of hurt/comfort and angst. format: headcanons thank you for your request!! this was so fun to write! >< imagining the characters being soft with children is just so cute :") i specially like these four a lot >< when i wrote this i was in a xiao mood if it wasn't obvious that his turned out longer than everyone else's lol, and it's also the first time i write for kazuha so it was shorter than the others, but i think his is the sweetest ><! i hope you enjoy it! ps. the names and meanings- i got them from google, feel free to correct me if there's anything wrong with them ><

Diluc

He's going to stop functioning the moment he hears the news from you.

Literally, he's still as a rock and completely taken by surprise.

He... can't say he'd never wanted children. He's pretty traditional and, since he has this beautiful relationship with you, he assumed it might happen sometime in the future.

But oops guess it will have to happen in the close future, since you're already pregnant.

After staring at you with widened eyes for a while, he speaks up: "...is... is it true?" You hold his hands on yours with a smile on your face, nodding. "Yes, Diluc. We're going to be parents." Hearing your words, he starts to tear up as he hugs you, his touch almost hesitant, as if you were so fragile he could break you if he wasn't careful. "...thank you." He'd whisper between silent tears, hiding his face from your sight.

Very supportive and very protective!

You will have the most comfortable of pregnancies. He will make sure you don't need to move a single muscle to get anything you want.

If the two of you aren't married or engaged yet, he's going to propose to you very soon, keep that in mind ><

He starts reading every book he can find on pregnancies and babies so that he knows what to do to help you when you give birth and how to take care of his child once they're born ><

You have to convince him that yes, you can go and eat in the dining room and you don't need to eat everything in your room or stay in bed all day and yes, you can still do most things and no, he doesn't have to worry so much.

But yeah, in later stages of your pregnancy he gets more overprotective because he doesn't want anything to hurt you or your baby :(

He couldn't be calm enough while you gave birth and had to wait outside of the room, which only made him more nervous </3

But when he finally held your little baby on his arms for the first time, he broke down crying.

You two had a boy! He looked a lot like him, too... with the red hair and eyes... so cute...

He's not sure of what to name him, he'd thought of some names before, but they all disappeared when he saw the little bundle of joy in his arms;;

So you two will have to think about a name again!

In the end, you settle for Felix; name meaning "happy" or "lucky"!

Diluc is a very busy man, but he still does his best to be there for you and his son as much as possible!

He's also not very sure as to how he should interact with him...

But he does know he LOVES playing with him as soon as he starts to understand how to play with his toys.

But... there are not so cute parts about having a kid, after all.

At times, he worries whether or not he'll be able to be there enough for him.

He wonders if he can be a good father, given how awkward he is with his emotions.

What if when Felix grows up he starts hating him for being absent? He wouldn't be able to stand it.

You always reassure him as you both put the baby to sleep on his crib.

All Diluc wants is for his son to have a happy childhood and a loving family, but worries he won't be good enough of a father.

However, when Felix's first word is "'iluc!" as he stretches out his tiny arms towards him, he thinks that maybe, just maybe, he can do this right.

Scaramouche

He thought you were joking, so he laughed.

When you didn't laugh along with him and was met with your blank face, he understood you were serious.

He never even thought he'd be with anyone in a relationship before you came along, let alone have a child with anyone... So he's obviously very shocked and confused as to how to proceed.

After an awkward moment of staring at each other, he cleared his throat and crossed his arms, looking at you with an equally blank face. "So? What do you want me to do about it?" "H-huh?" "In the sense of- what do you want to do? Keep it or not." You huffed, and when he heard your determinated answer, he sighed and gave your head some soft pats. "Alright, alright, whatever you want, I guess."

Okay listen here- it's not like doesn't care but it isn't like he cares so much either...

This man would do anything for you, really, and that's what happens.

He does anything and everything for you, because he's worried about you and not necessarily about the baby you're carrying.

It's not like he hates children- because you can't hate anything you don't perceive as equal or superior to you and a baby ceirtainly isn't either for him-

It's more like he doesn't know what to do with them because he's never been around children enough to understand them.

He's overall very indifferent towards the child ngl.

Then he sees you cradling your baby -a girl- in your arms and his mind just... goes blank. Huh, so that's what a human looks like right after being born.

Your little daughter looks more like him than she looks like you, sorry. But he can clearly see on her face some factions that will look like yours as she grows up.

But...

"Now what?"

He'll help you look after her however he can, since he doesn't want you to be too tired because he never knows when he'll have to leave for weeks or even months without notice.

He's not entirely cold or indifferent towards her, even if sometimes he might resent her a bit for taking away some of your attention.

But like when you were choosing a name for her, he gave a few suggestions and in the end you choose one of the names he thought of!

Her name is Hikari, name meaning "light"!

Due to the nature of his job, he doesn't want to be seen around either of you at the moment in public. It would only put a target on your backs.

And it takes a long, long while for him to warm up to her.

It disheartens you a little, but when you see him looking down at Hikari's sleeping form on the crib, softly poking her cheek with a strangely child-like curiosity on his eyes, you feel at ease.

And he thinks that he can probably handle this parenting thing better than he ever expected. Maybe it's not that bad, after all.

Ceirtainly, he thinks, as he holds her in his arms one day after she spoke her first word to him, this parenting thing is not really that bad.

(Her first word was "papa!")

Be ready, because once he gets attached to your daughter he won't stop spoiling her!

Kazuha

"Are you sure, love?" "Yes, I'm sure. We're having a child!" A smile painted itself on his face as he leaned in to kiss your forehead. "I hope I can be a good father for them."

So the Kaedehara family is getting a new member, huh!

Not that there's much left to his name, especially now that he's a fugitive... but he's excited nonetheless!

Although he's not one to settle down for long, he will make an effort for both you and the child, since it's not good for someone who's pregnant to wander around.

He's very protective, but not in an overbearing way! He simply wants you to take it easy and relax, he can take care of everything else on his own!

That being said, he's not rich like Diluc or Scaramouche, so he's also going to work harder than ever to get everything you or the baby need in advance so that neither of you have to stress out!

He's the one who takes it better out of everyone here, he's not extremely worried or outright indifferent, he's simply worried enough, excited and happy!

He already knew you were the one he wanted to spend the rest of his life with, so the idea of having a child with you didn't scare him or intimidate him in the slightest!

He's still a bit worried, though.

He is a wanted fugitive in his homeland, after all...

He can only do so much and wish for the situation in Inazuma to change soon, so that he can take both you and his child to see the places he loved to spend his time at when he was a child.

But for now, he's happy enough simply holding his child on his arms, sitting next to you in your small shared home.

You have a girl too! She has Kazuha's hair color and your eye color, she's super adorable ><

He wants you to name her, and you both agree on naming her Izumi, meaning fountain or spring!

"Kaedehara Izumi... it has a nice ring to it." He'd say, smiling down at her.

While Kazuha enjoys travelling more than anything in this world, he's reticent to leave you and your daughter alone or even bring you along with him. So he stays around for as long as you need it.

He will talk a lot to her all the time, so don't be surprised when she picks up very complicated, flowery words from a young age!

He wants her to grow up to be free as the wind and be able to do whatever she wants without fear, so he wants to do his best to be a good father for her!

Xiao

You can practically see the panic on his face when you tell him the news.

It's the most scared you've ever seen him be, and you've been there to help him through his karmic debt.

So yeah, he takes it the worst out of everyone.

"I'm not mad." He manages to tell you before disappearing to somewhere else in a panicked haze, he needs to sort out his emotions quickly before he can properly talk to you about it. The last thing he saw before he disappeared was your eyes, glinting with sadness. And that only made him feel worse if that was even possible.

It takes him the whole day to come to terms with his feelings on your pregnancy and finally face you again.

He's really, really afraid of hurting you and your child. Not to mention he fears he might've passed some kind of curse from his karma to either of you through the pregnancy :(

Like he said, he isn't mad. He's just scared.

He... he literally never, never thought he would get to be a father.

Family was a foreign concept to him, as were a lot of other things you've slowly helped him understand throughout your time together, so knowing he can have one of his own now... makes him happy, and scared, at the same ime.

He's worse than Diluc when it comes to protecting you and worrying about you.

He won't let you do anything alone, even if he doesn't want to be near you because he doesn't want the karma to harm you or your child in such a vulnerable moment of your lives.

Okay so that aside-

How do people care for babies?

What is he exactly supposed to do?

And- do half-adepti babies need any sort of special treatment in comparison to human babies?

He has no idea on what to do if it doesn't involve a physical fight with a tangible foe, so he goes asking for advice to everyone he knows that could have knowledge on that field.

Verr Goldet and Ganyu are a great help for him. Xiao listens with attention to everything they have to say and asks everything he doesn't understand.

Ganyu tells him about her own experience growing up as half-human so that he can understand what raising a half-human, half-illuminated beast baby might entail.

He also goes to Zhongli for advice and he gets more of the same advice he's already heard, along with many, many reassurances that sound like everything you already tell him every day.

He's very worried, but as the months go by and your child's birth comes closer, he can't help but feel a little excited about it.

Everyone who knows him is happy to see him openly happy for a change on those small moments when he gets excited about his new family with you.

When your child is born, Xiao doesn't want to hold him. It took too much willpower to stay as close as he was right now, standing next to your bed as you held your baby in your arms.

He was so adorable, so small, so fragile, so pure- Xiao was afraid of touching him and breaking or tainting him--

He was already crying, he'd started crying the moment he saw you holding your son for the first time.

He feels so... strange. He's crying, but this isn't a painful, or sad feeling. He feels... happy, but scared, but...

The feeling starts to make some sense to him when he finally convinces himself that it's okay for him to hold the little boy in his arms, when he stares with awe at his face.

The baby looks a lot like the both of you. Arguably, more like him, since he has the same hair and the same bright eyes, but in his face all he can see is you.

And he cries more.

You both named him Liàng, name meaning brilliant!

Xiao does his best to try and get used to parenting, and it gets hard at times.

But he tries, and that's all that matters. He tries to be a good father, and is always there to protect both you and your son from anything trying to harm you.

Even though he was so scared at first, you know he loves the new family you've formed together.

Especially when you catch him trying to hold a conversation with your son, sitting down on the bed next to him as he toys with a soft teddy bear, the two of them surrounded by pillows.

The soft look and smile he wears while he does so tells you that everything is going to be alright.

The three of you are going to be alright, and Xiao wants to make sure of it.

His son will never have to live what he lived or see what he saw. He will make sure of that, no matter what.

[sukirichi]

Hello! Can you write one about Nanami where the reader is oblivious and they're really close to Gojo so he gets jealous often. Sometimes Gojo does things purposely to annoy him and one day he just lost his composure and accidentally admitted his feelings for you.

I hope u accept if you're not too busy. Thank you!!!

— a little push

— sometimes all nanami needs is a little push.

nanami kento x fem! reader

thank you for the request anon! i’m not sure if reader is oblivious enough but i hope you like it! there’s some thick pining here hur hur, i hope you like it! i never knew i needed an easily flustered and awkward nanami in my life also this is unedited as usual

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“Do you mind?”

Nanami sighs, silently praying to the heavens you wouldn’t hear the way his heart is absolutely panicking and beating wildly right now. You’d randomly pushed him inside the teachers’ office the moment he got back to the institute at work, and now he’s doomed to hide his feelings while you look up at him with wide, innocent eyes, a shaky yet excited grin painted on your face.

“Sorry, sorry,” you wave your hands in front of you, although he can tell you’re not apologetic at all. Nanami clears his throat when you step backwards to give him space, unsure if he’s happy or sad about the distance. “I was just really excited to see you back.”

Your carefree, lighthearted voice, along with that little jump in your toes combined with your statement – you’re basically asking Nanami to shrivel up already.

The stoic man remains composed, though, only shifting to adjust his tie while he stares down at you. You’re still somewhat bouncing on your feet, teeth biting your lip – a habit you had when you want to say something but contemplating whether you should. Tilting away to hide the slight flush in his cheeks, Nanami sighs again, pretending to be tired.

The last thing he wants to admit that even though he is exhausted from work, is that you’d never bother him. In fact, having you bombard him like this makes him feel like he didn’t deal with special grade curse by himself all alone just an hour ago.

“If there’s something you want to say, I suggest you get it over with. I don’t want to stay overtime and wait until the blindfolded creep comes around.”

You giggle at his insult, hiding behind your cupped palms. Crap, Nanami looks away and focuses on the birds outside instead, suddenly finding them so interesting despite never paying attention to them before. Maybe that was the curse of crushes – it had people acting differently and in complete contrast with their behavior.

“About that,” you begin almost shyly now, and Nanami practically bursts when he sees you tapping both of your pointer fingers together, gaze tilted away from him.

It makes him wonder you’re nearly on the same skill to Gojo, yet still somehow look like a small, innocent being that makes him want to protect you from everything – even if you were more than capable of handling things yourself. Well, Nanami concludes to himself, maybe you’re really just that paradoxical that it makes sense why he can never think straight around you. Maybe he’s really not supposed to understand the complexity of his feelings when you were a phenomena to begin with already.

“You see…Satoru asked me out.”

Nanami stiffens at your statement for a split second before his head whips to you so fast. You’re observant – of course you are, you’re a jujutsu sorcerer – and you easily pick up in his sudden change of demeanor. Your brow raises at his abrupt reaction, to which Nanami conceals by flexing his neck and rolling his shoulders back.

“I am simply tired from work,” he haf-lies, “So, Satoru asked you out? Will you say yes?”

His words and tone are monotonous, almost bored even, but deep inside he’s so close to beating the crap out of his co-worker. Well, not really, Nanami isn’t a man of violence, but he’s jealous. Of course he is – he’s liked you ever since Principal Yaga hired you.

He’s never told Satoru about his little crush on you. He would be stupid to do such; Satoru would tease him to no end and maybe even be as childish to go as far as pushing him to you. Typical elementary shit, Nanami cringes to himself, watching as you look down at your feet with a pout. Now that confused him. He isn’t sure what your body language means at all, but patient as ever, Nanami only waits.

“Well,” you scratch your forehead, “I’m really flattered. I want to say yes because Satoru is a nice guy—”

“He is not. I do not respect him.”

You roll your eyes at the way his eyes darkens, “—but also I’m not sure if I should. I mean, Satoru doesn’t really date, you know? He’ll be with like one girl and be with another the next week. I just don’t want to…like, fall for that, I guess. Not that I won’t, because he’s totally not my type—”

“It’s just a yes or no,” Nanami cuts you off, his words coming out a lot harsher than he intends it to be. It’s not that he’s annoyed at your rambling, he actually finds it so adorable when you get so lost in your train of thoughts that your mind just travels from one place to another, and seeing how your eyes just leave farther from reality is something he’s always find such an attractive quirk, but not now – not when his infuriating co-worker is intending to mess with your feelings. “Do you want to go or not? Yes or no? It’s as simple as that.”

You blink back at him in surprise, mouth opening and closing like a fish. Sometimes it’s hard to remember that Nanami was a no-bullshit man who hit things right on the head, a huge contrast to your happy-go-lucky self, but he’s right.

It is that simple – and you’re complicating things all over again.

When you give him an answer, Nanami has to muster all his energy to not deflate. He’s tired – but now his exhaustion and even the heartbreak comes crashing down all over him that he’s immediately weighed down and overwhelmed – so much so that all he wants is to go home.

“Yes, I want to go.”

It’s his day off.

Like everything else in his life, Nanami plans everything down to the last minute of his day. His day off consisted of him having the privilege to sleep in until 8am, then breakfast with coffee from that great café a five minute walk away from his apartment, then he’ll be reading books in his study for two hours. Comes after that is lunch, and he’ll brows through some TV shows, pick up his clothes from the dry cleaning, get that special limited edition dinner of his favorite sushi, read books again and call it a day.

Simple, peaceful, no hassle – it’s the perfect day to relax.

Except it isn’t.

Because it’s your day off too, and you’re out on a date with Satoru. He still remembers how happy you looked then upon accepting the white haired man’s invitation, your nimble fingers wrapped around his sleeve as you shyly asked him to come with you.

He doesn’t know why you had to bring him, but he doesn’t question it, nonetheless. Nanami wants to see how Satoru would react, if there could be any indication from the man behind his blindfold that he had ill intentions. Oddly enough, there didn’t seem to be any. Satoru only beamed and deflated into a chibi, enthusiastically nodding along with you while you planned your date together.

Nanami took it upon himself to leave.

With a silent scoff, Nanami placed his dinner down on the counter. Because it’s his day off – and mostly because he doesn’t feel like himself – Nanami went out to buy the limited edition sushi wearing a white shirt and some gray sweatpants, too forlorn and a little jealous to even bother dressing up.

It’s stupid, really. He’s been looking forward for this sushi for a long, long time, but now that he’s had it, he can’t even enjoy the taste. His mind keeps going back to you.

Were you having fun with Satoru? Were you enjoying your time? Was Satoru treating you well? What was Satoru’s intentions when it came with you? The last time Nanami checked, you and him got along really well and you’re mostly the one who whacks the taller man in the head upside down when he’s being stupid, almost like two peas in a pod, except you were the smarter one. He’d been so sure you’re nothing but friends and yet…it all lead to this.

Nanami pushes his sushi away. They no longer taste like anything, the texture like dried paper on his mouth. He wipes his lips with a napkin, staring longingly at well…nothing. His walls were plain and empty, and suddenly, Nanami can’t help but compare himself to Gojo.

You both planned to go to the local carnival. There’d be lots of foods and even parlor shops, ferris wheel rides and photo booths to create memories. Of course you and Satoru would go there; both of you enjoyed loud, bustling crowds, claiming there was something amazing about basking in the “lives of humans when ignorant of curses” while Nanami prefers his peace and silence.

Had you gone out on a date with him instead, Nanami can’t guarantee he’ll be any fun. He most definitely wouldn’t ask you to go to a carnival with him either. It was loud, cramped, crowded, and it’s too chaotic for him to ever enjoy your presence and enjoy it alone.

Nanami closes the sushi box, turns on the TV and lets is play on the background, a wet towel above his eyes to relax his tired eyes.

He hopes you’re having fun. He hopes Satoru is treating you well. Nanami just ignores the slight pain in his chest when he thinks of you, laughing and touching anyone but him, and he could picture it already. You’ve always been so open and welcoming to everyone, he knows you’ll have fun today, too.

That’s one of the things he finds most endearing about you – that your smile never fades and you never forget about the simple, little things in life to focus on to keep your sanity after facing curse after curse.

He’s fine, he tells himself. Satoru may be annoying, but he knows you could have fun with him, and you deserved to be happy more than anyone else.

Nanami is about to fall asleep on his couch when his phone vibrates on the coffee tables. Groaning, he flicks off the towel to his shoulders, grumbling about how Principal Yaga better be respecting his day off, but the last thing he expects to see is your contact name flashing on the screen. In the contact photo, you’re winking with a peace sign held above your head.

You look so utterly adorable Nanami just wants to kiss you. He remembers this photo was taken when Yuuji got bored and asked to play games on his phone. Upon finding that there was none – of course there was none – the strawberry-haired student opted for taking pictures of everyone instead. There’s one with Nobara growling, Megumi sipping his boba-tea with dead eyes as if he’s so done with the world, more than twenty pictures of Satoru flexing his muscles and posing like an idiot, and then there’s yours.

Nanami remembers staring at his phone for a solid minute, his gallery actually blessed with your face in it. The sun shines behind you on that photo and you’re absolutely shining. He thinks that’s when he truly fell in love.

And it just so happened the love of his life is calling, making his heart skip a beat because shouldn’t you be with Gojo? Why were you calling him? Did something wrong happen?

Nanami doesn’t waste another second before swiping the green icon, already standing up from the couch as he grabs his jacket. He had this weird inkling something is wrong, why else would you call him?

His theories are proven true when your voice comes out shaky. “H-hello?”

“Good evening,” he greets stiffly, brows furrowed as he listens in on the way you seem to be shuffling around. “Is there something wrong?”

“I, uhm,” he hears you sniffle through the other line, “Yeah, I guess there is…Satoru just texted he can’t come because Principal Yaga suddenly sent him to a mission overseas…and then I just realized that Satoru’s been summoned by the elders and he’s just refusing to show up, so now they cornered him, I guess… anyways, I’m talking too much and I don’t want to be a bother, but would you maybe…like to hang out with me?”

Nanami’s hand freezes on the doorknob. “Hang out…professionally?”

He immediately wants to smack himself in the forehead for that. Out of all things he could’ve said, he just had to utter something unintelligent. He hears you snicker in the background and Nanami’s ears redden. 

He quickly regains his composure with a clear of his throat, suddenly remembering that Satoru’s ditched you, so now you’re asking him instead. It kind of feels like he’s just a replacement, but Nanami buries this feeling down before it consumes him, wondering if he’s already regretting changing into better clothes because he actually agreed to go to a carnival with you.

Upon hearing your happy, “Okay! I’ll wait for you then!”, Nanami realizes that he doesn’t actually mind. Especially not with you.

The carnival is loud.

Nanami dreads the moment he steps out of his car, his body swallowed by the bustling crowd and defeaning music of banging drums and clashing instruments. There’s a hundred scents everywhere – smoke, fish, glazed apples – he doesn’t know where to begin or how to focus.

He nearly turns back to his hair, about to shoot you a text that maybe this is beyond him after all. His head begins to spin when he’s only pushed deeper into the crowd, people bumping into him with every single second and it’s so suffocating. It doesn’t make sense to him how anyone could possibly go on a date like this and enjoy it. He knows for sure this chaos won’t let him enjoy his date’s presence because he’s too busy trying to get away from it all.

Nanami staggers for a bit when a strong hand tugs him to the side. Soon, he finds himself pressed flush against you in a tight corner, your hips warm on his. “Hi,” you breathe out airily, lashes fanning and fluttering in that same manner that always made his heart do complete flips.

“Hello,” he greets back with a small bow out of faux respect, but really, he’s just keeping his head down because you look so beautiful in that moment he doesn’t even know where to look. You’re warm and soft next to his hard and stiff muscles, the scent of roses and vanilla mixing in with the street smoke and Nanami’s head grows dizzy, his hand around yours tightening for comfort. “Y/N…I do not prefer this crowd. Can I take you back home instead? You must be tired – I’ll prepare dinner for you.”

Nanami blinks back in surprise when he sees you nod, a slight grimace on your face, and you practically bury your face in his bicep as you groan, “It’s too noisy for me too. Let’s just hang out at your place.”

So you end up in his immaculately clean apartment, admiring and staring at the boring furniture. Nanami changes into more comfortable clothes and whips out something to cook, not wanting to feed you measly take out when you’re probably famished. He watches with side glances as you pick up a photo of him with his parents when he was younger, cooing and giggling at the baby version of him.

“Nanamin, you’re so cute!”

Nanami scoffs and turns back to the heated water in the bowl, arms hard as they cross against his chest covered with an apron. “Please do not call me cute. I am anything but.”

“No, you’re really cute,” you insist, but after seeing Nanami’s flustered frown, you eventually give up and give the poor man a break. Later, you wobble next to him, watching with curious eyes and a small smile as he adds the vegetables into the soup, moving expertly as he diced up the onions to the side. The sheer focus and attention on his daily tasks makes him falter, and he suddenly finds it so hard to function now.

“Why are you staring at me? Is there something so interesting about slicing up onions?”

“No, not really,” you say absentmindedly, the slight plop of the ingredients echoing. “It’s just – I don’t think I’ve ever seen you this way. Domestic, I mean, but it looks good on you,” you nod to yourself, and Nanami finds himself struggling to act as if your presence wasn’t making him go crazy while he proceeds to cook. “In fact, everything looks good on you, and I find you really interesting!”

“Y-you do?”

“Yes, of course!”

“Why?”

“I don’t know,” you shrug, assisting him silently with mixing the bowl even when he didn’t ask you to. Unaware that he’s now focused on you, watching you cook with him with you pressed up against his side, almost as if it’s right where you belong, Nanami feels the same with you. You also look good being this domestic with him, and he suddenly blurts out, “Would you like to stay with me? Like this?”

Your eyes slide over his in a slow fashion, slow enough that his brain hotwires at the fear maybe he’s said something wrong. But Nanami immediately swallows it down, huffing and turning away from you with that stoic expression again. “Forgive me. That was weird—”

“Why would it be weird?” you laughed to yourself before bumping your hips with his, “You’re the one who invited me here. Of course I want to stay.”

That’s…that’s not what he means.

Nanami is left staring openly at you while you help him set the table and you proceed to talk about how you didn’t really want to go to the carnival but Satoru insisted you’d have fun, so you went anyway even if you’d much prefer to be somewhere else. He’s barely listening, too distracted by the way your lips move and how you swing the house slippers on your big toe, your legs crossed on top of another and your figure slightly hunched across from him.

You look so comfortable and welcomed in his home that it puts him at ease too, not worried that he has to impress you anything because it’s you, and Nanami could actually be vulnerable enough to laugh with you over a bowl of vegetable soup.

It’s fine, he lies to himself again, it’s fine that you don’t know he likes you even if he tends to slip and be obvious sometimes. Because at least you’re with him in that moment, and he lies to himself again that it’s fine, that maybe next time he’ll tell you, but he doesn’t worry about. How could he worry about it when you’re snorting so loud over a lame joke he said that rice nearly came out your nose, and he’s so drunk over the sound of your bubbly laughter that something flutters deep within his belly?

When you help him wash the dishes and bask in the silence instead, comfortable over the lack of words and nothing but the sound of his faucet running and the slight rubbing of towels against dishes heard in the background, Nanami is unsure whether he’s glad that Satoru ditched you on your first date.

It doesn’t stop there.

Nanami only keeps falling in love with you more. He’s been doing a good job of keeping his feelings to himself because the last thing he wants is to have you stay away from him, but Satoru was really getting on his nerves.

He’s just come back from exorcising a curse when he sees you and Satoru play-wrestling in the field with the other students. Megumi is grumbling to himself in the corner, Yuuji is laughing and cheering on you to tackle down his sensei who’s currently going down in high-pitched laughter, Toge pumping his fists and screaming, “Salmon, salmon!”

It’s a chaotic sight – one that he usually doesn’t mind – until you finally pin Satoru down on the ground, your ass above his crotch. Satoru’s hands then come up to squeeze your ass and hips under the false pretense he’s struggling to push you off him, but Nanami knows better.

“Give up already!” you tease the other sorcerer who’s still wriggling underneath you, and Nanami sees it before it happens.

Satoru’s legs bend beneath you and he tries to pin you under him in quick movements, but Nanami is faster, his reflexes taking over. Before he realizes what he’s doing, Nanami tugs you and pulls you forward until you collide on his chest. He’s breathing hard, eyes narrowed at the arrogant smirk painted on Satoru’s features. Meanwhile, you’ve softened in Nanami’s grip, hands fisting his shirt that has him hardening up out of sheer protectiveness.

“Oh, Nanamin!” Satoru beams while wiping the dirt on his hands across his uniform, “Glad to see you here. You wanna join training too?”

“This is hardly training,” he retorts with a clenched jaw, “You’re harassing and disrespecting your fellow sorcerer because you can never keep your dirty hands to yourself,” before Satoru could defend himself, he’s already all over you, his hand tilting your chin side to side to check for any injuries. “Are you hurt anywhere? Did this bastard do anything else?”

“No, not really—”

“Why do you care so much, Nanamin?” Satoru teases, and the students all huddle to watch the commotion. Everyone can feel the tension rising, and Nanami only stiffens up further when he feels you lean closer to his warmth almost absentmindedly. “She and I were just playing around, no hard feelings, no foul play. We’re just having fun, right, Y/N?”

“She is not someone you can just have fun with, Satoru. You’ve already crossed the line when you ditched her on your first date, and you didn’t even bother texting or calling back when I drove her home. It’s disrespectful, and she deserves better than that.”

“Nanami—”

“I was busy,” Satoru sighs dramatically, “And if she deserves better than me, then who would it be? I can take care her of her, you know, she and I have been besties for like what, a year now? I’ll be good to her,” he smirks, and Nanami wants nothing more than to punch him square in the jaw. “Besides, it’s not like she’s dating anyone else. She’s single and ready to mingle—”

“Maybe she is, but I’m not,” Nanami deadpans, his harsh tone shocking everyone.

“Wh-what do you mean?” you squeak under him, and Nanami falls silent. He’s never thought of confessing to you, especially not this way, and Nobara is biting Yuuji’s jacket behind them to muffle her squeals. Panda is clapping his hands and whispers oh, here we go, followed by Toge’s salmon salmon.

It dawns on him now that everyone knows he likes you after all, and now that he’s confronted with the situation, he can’t run away from it. Not that Nanami plans on running away, for he is a man and his pride doesn’t allow him to evade situations like this.

He just wishes it could’ve gone out better.

“Forgive me if this makes you uncomfortable,” Nanami releases his grip on you, loosening his tie that makes him feel like he’s choking both on air and his words. Through his cool stature, he’s actually sweating inside his clothes, and it doesn’t help you’re patient with him too, head tilted to the side curiously and so horribly cutely he might combust. “But I have always been, and I still am, utterly in love with you.”

Nobara and Yuuji no longer hold back as they scream to themselves, the former slapping the latter in his back while Megumi only shakes his head, muttering “about time,” under his breath. Maki snickers to herself and Satoru is stunned, but it’s nothing compared to the way you shrink under his gaze for a moment.

He believes you’re going to run away from him because of his blatant confession; it wasn’t romantic at all, and the kids are still screaming too loudly for him to form coherent thoughts.

Nanami begins to form a deep bow, ready to apologize wholeheartedly and to politely ask you to forget this if you wish – he would respect your decision. But just as his gaze met the ground, he’s thrown off balance as you jump on him, soft glossy lips crashing into his.

The screams and cheers of everyone are suddenly drowned out when he feels your lips molding onto his, and he can feel you smiling happily, giggling while his hands tentatively run down your hips to hold you close. It’s unprofessional, displeasing, and downright horrendous to be kissing someone during work hours while the students are watching, especially because his clothes are crumpled from your eager touch and you’re on top of his chest, but Nanami absolutely doesn’t give a single fuck because he’s kissing you back fervently.

It’s what he’s always wanted – you’re the one he’s always wanted, and now that he has you in his hold, he’s not easily letting you go.

“See? I told you guys,” Satoru proudly puffs his chest up in the background, “All Nanamin needs is a little push.”