#anyway hereee ya go

[astrxealis]

btw to filipino moots im gna be an arenean B) or iskolar ng bayan who knows!

[juliaeaglefire]

I wish you were sober | KA12

Kimi Antonelli x female reader Summary: You call up Kimi drunk, and he takes you home. Little did he know how much you love him Based on the captivating song of Conan Gray - Wish You Were Sober No warnings Word count: 2.450 Enjoy <3

Kimi's eyes scanned the room full of people searching for you. The music was roaring so loudly that he could clearly feel his eardrums resonating with the beat.

You had phoned him about 15 minutes earlier. Your words had been blurred and unstructured when you spoke into the phone.

"Excuse me, have you seen Y/N by any chance?" Kimi asked every second person he bumped into. Considering his luck, most of the - kinda drunk - girls thought he wanted to dance with them.

"You look cute. Do you mind if I steal a kiss?" one blonde-haired girl yelled grabbing the collar of Kimi's T-shirt, pulling him close to herself.

"Sorry, but I've got a girl..." the Italian boy tried to answer, but then he caught your gaze. With his practised gentlemanly behavior, Kimi pulled away from the girl's grip. "Excuse me" he didn't even give the slightly annoyed and disappointed girl a second glance as he made his way toward you. You barely stood next to the bar counter in your dark blue dress.

"What are you doing hereee?" you asked him giggling when he reached within earshot. You eyed Kimi up and down a few times, which made the young Italian completely speechless.

"Y/N, you're drunk. Let's get you home" he cleared his throat and gently tried to pull you away from the counter, but you, instead of following him, wrapped your hands around his neck, your fingers playing with his dark brown curls.

"I'm absolutely fine baeeee... I'm just having fun, can't ya seee?" and with that, you started to move your hips to the rhythm of the song that was playing in the background. Kimi just stood in front of you, amused and embarrassed at the same time, although he couldn't tear his chocolate-brown eyes from your yellowish-green ones.

"Come onnnn, dance with meeee!" your hands reached for Kimi's, which were hanging at his sides, and placed them on your hips. Then you stepped closer, your nose mere centimeters from his. You were so glad that he was just a few centimeters taller than you.

"Y/N, we have to go home" he tried to convince you. How cute...

"Why can't you just have some fun with me?" you whined, trying to pull out the most adorable puppy eyes that you were able to do. In the process, you hadn't pay attention to your legs, which caused you to fall exactly on Kimi's strong chest. Fortunately, he hadn't miss any reaction training, so he easily caught you by your forearms.

"You okay?" his eyes were filled with worry by now, looking for any injuries on you.

"Kimi, I'm not that drunk if I stumble I get harmed" you joked with a cocky grin on your lips.

"I'm sorry, cara mia" the Italian said, and with that he bent down, reached under your knees and back, lifted you, and started to carry you out of the bar.

"Andrea Kimi Antonelli, you put me down immediately, or I sweat to God..." you tried to break free from his arms, when suddenly, he stopped.

"You can 'sweat to God' all day, I'm taking you home anyway" he put you down, waited for you to regain your balance. When he was sure you wouldn't collapse on the hard ground, he fished his car keys out of his pockets.

"Hey, my mother taught me not to get into stranger's car" you said half-joking when Kimi opened the door for you. The Italian rolled his eyes.

"First of all, I'm not a stranger to you. Second, you can't even say a whole sentence without making a mistake, so please, just get in the car, and let me take you home" he grabbed your hand and led you to the passenger seat.

"I can say a whole sentence without making a miss take.... Mistake" you corrected yourself before sitting in the black Mercedes. When Kimi seated himself behind the steering wheel, you turned toward him with furrowed eyebrows.

"What?" he asked after securing his seatbelts and made sure you did the same.

"Are you old enough to drive?" you looked at him closely, as to decide if he was able to take you home.

"Dolce Dio Y/N, I'm a racing driver, don't you remember?" he looked at you slightly annoyed, as he started the engine. You giggled, not taking your eyes off of him. "Now what"

"You should talk Italian more, it's so cuteee... You are a cutieee" you couldn't miss how his cheeks slightly reddened at your comment.

"If you really think that, I'll talk Italian more, but just after you're sober again" he reassured you, a shy smile playing on his lips.

"Well, until then, your accent compensates" you shrugged. Kimi looked at you surprised. "What?"

"You said 'compensates' without mispronunciation" you rolled your eyes.

"Very funny, really. If you're that sure that I'm not able to do anything on my own now, you can take me inside" Kimi turned his head toward you in utter surprise as he parked the car not far from your apartment.

"You surely are sober enough to walk on your own" he answered, but eventually got out of the car, and opened the door for you. He bent down, reaching his arms out. "Come on then" you looked at his hands, then his brown eyes, then back at his hands, blinking rapidly. "Isn't it what you want? Come on" you wrapped one of your hands around his neck, and climbed into his arms in bride pose. The world was spinning around you as he carried you to your door.

"I'm not too heavy, right?" you asked, suddenly so self-aware of your weight.

"Not even a little" he said with a reassuring smile. He stopped in front of your door looking at you expectantly. "Keys" you furrowed your eyebrows. 'Where are my keys?'

"Oh, in my hip-pocket" you answered. Kimi let out a small sigh.

"I'm gonna put you down then, please take out your keys, and I'll open the door for you" when he saw your worried expression, he sent you a reassuring smile. "I won't let you go, don't worry"

You nodded and he slowly bent down, so your legs could reach the ground. When he was sure you had found your balance, he straightened up, but didn't let go of your arm. You fished out your keys and handed them to Kimi, who gratefully took them and opened the door. You were holding onto his shoulder in the meantime, like your life depended on it. Probably it was depending on him right now.

The door opened, so Kimi bent down once again and lifted you, kicking the entrance wide open and closing it the same way. Your apartment wasn't too big, as the two of you stepped in, next to the rather small hall was the living room, more precisely a sofa, a caffee table, and a TV. Opposite the living room was the kitchen with some counters and a dining table. The door to the bedroom was opposite the hall.

Kimi carried you into your white-walled room, and gently placed you down on the soft, light-pink sheets. Then, he reached down to your legs, and with practised movements, pulled your feet out of your black high heels, laying your legs gently on the the mattress. You wordlessly watched as he grabbed the blanket to cover you, but your gaze wandered up and down his strong, muscled arms, the white pearls of his necklace hanging above the bed from his neck, his dark eyebrows slightly furrowed in the process. 'What it might feel like to give a little peck on his cute Italian nose?' You bit your lips, your mind blurred by the quite a bit of alcohol you've taken through the night. Your thoughts wandered to completely inappropriate places, your pulse banging in your ears as with a sudden movement, you sat up, grabbed his neck before he could react, and pulled him in.

At first, your lips even barely touched each other, but you just couldn't resist any longer. You licked, bit his lower lip, begging him to let you in, which he eventually did, after regaining his composure. He leaned on top of you, his hands laying on the mattress on either side of you.

You let out a small sigh as your fingers curled up in his brown curls, while your other hand trailed down his neck, strong shoulders, toned abs that you could even feel through the thin fabric of his T-shirt. One of his hands slipped to your cheek, completely covering it, and gently pulled away. You opened your eyes slightly confused and disappointed, your body aching for more.

"Y/N, we can't... Not like this..." his face was mere centimeters from you. You could see how he was fighting with himself, how his eyes were full of desire. 'Why are you fighting?'

"But I want to... Please..." you sounded worse than a slave, begging for his touch, but you couldn't care less. You wanted this Italian boy. Right here, right now.

"Cara mia, you are drunk. I can't do that to you" now he looked at you, pity shining in his brown eyes.

"But I love you Kimi" your heart raced so strong that you swore he could hear it too... Or feel it, considering how close his chest was to yours.

"Real sweet" he sighed, for a brief moment sadness filling his eyes. He rested his forehead against yours, closing his eyelids once again. "But I wish you were sober" he whispered on your lips.

"I... Am..." your voice was shaking, so did your hand you lifted to cup his rosy cheek. Your gaze found his now swollen lips once again. "Why can't you just let me kiss you?"

"I..." your question caught him by surprise, as well as you. You hadn't thought those words actually left your mouth. After a few seconds, his eyebrows got back to their normal places, his hand brushed a lock away from your face. "You're too precious to me, Y/N. I can't do that to you, amore mio. I would hate myself for a lifetime, if I did anything like that" he looked at you with a kind of honesty you haven't seen in a long time on anyone. You speechlessly nodded, so he climbed off of you, reaching for the covers once again to finish his previous process. This time, you watched him doing so, never moving a muscle.

"Then... At least can you stay with me?" you asked faintly after he finished the process and tucked you in. He froze for a moment once again, surprise spreading through his face. 'He's too easy to impress' the corners of your lips twitched upwards.

"Just for the night" he nodded eventually, but didn't sit down. You raised an eyebrow.

"What?" Kimi seemed embarrassed for a second before spoke up.

"I was thinking, how uncomfortable will it be to sleep in jeans... And I haven't changed your dress either" you looked at your now covered body, then back at him.

"I've always wondered, what you look like without clothes..." the words once again slipped from your mouth before you could think twice. You watched amused how his cheeks turned red.

"Y/N L/N, I swear to God, if you say one more word, I'll leave you here alone. That's an existential crisis here that I have to solve" you looked at him, biting back a laugh.

Finally, he switched on a lamp next to your bed, and walked up to your wardrobe. He opened the door, looking through your clothes, picking a cozy, grey sweatpants for himself and a dark blue pyjama for you.

"Can you put this on?" Kimi threw the fabric to the bed. You reached for it, already feeling dizzy by the effort.

"I think so" you mumbled, not taking your eyes off of him for a moment, watching carefully as he unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned the button of his jeans.

"Y/N, if you keep staring, your eyes will dry out" he said with a sheepish smile playing on his lips. Now it was your turn to blush, reaching for the zipper on your blue dress' back, only to realise, your fingers could barely touch the metal. 'Drinking alcohol makes me less flexible, or what?' you furrowed your eyebrows, turning to Kimi.

"What?" he was already wearing your sweatpants, looking perfectly comfortable in it.

"I can't reach the zipper" you answered, trying to sound as casual as possible, avoiding the fact that your face burned.

"Turn around" Kimi said, trying his best to keep his flat voice.

You did as he told you, your heart beating in your throat. With two big steps, he was behind you, his warm hands already brushing the bare skin of yours above the zipper. You gulped, feeling a kind of electricity running down your spine as the fabric loosened around your torso. You could clearly hear his shaky breaths only a few centimeters from your ear. The dress fell to your hips as you pulled your arms out of the straps.

"Dio, Y/N, you drive me crazy" he whispered. 'Kimi and his goddamn self-control'

"So do you" you answered, closing your eyes. Now you were the one to wish you were sober. You knew exactly he wouldn't lay a finger on you in your state.

"We should go to sleep" he breathed onto your neck, not taking a step back.

"Probably" you nodded, eyes still closed.

"Definitely" he placed a small kiss on your neck, and spun you around, steadying you by your arms. "If you still remember, we'll talk tomorrow" he looked into your eyes so deep that you swore he saw your soul.

You nodded once again, so Kimi reached for the pyjama he chose for you, and handed it to you. You gratefully took it and put it on, taking off your bra and stepping out of your dress in the process. Meanwhile, Kimi lifted the covers, and laid down, forming himself into a big spoon. As you turned around, those well-known butterflies found their way into your stomach. He looked at you expectantly.

"Come on" he invited you, his free hand holding the blanket. You looked at the spot he made you, then in his chocolate brown eyes, then back at the spot.

Finally, your legs gave in, guiding you to your place. You slowly climbed in the bed, being careful not to hurt him somehow, then turned around and snuggled up into his arms. For a few seconds, you could feel how his body tensed up at your closeness, so did yours, but eventually, both of you relaxed. His right arm pulled you even closer by your hips, which made you smile. You have never felt this peaceful, comfortable and safe in your entire life. You yawned and let out a small sigh as you slowly drifted to sleep.

"Ti amo, cara mia" Kimi whispered in your ear, falling asleep as well...

[colourstreakgryffin]

Aights hereee i go again lovess! HAAHAHA

Muichiro and his lover visited the reader’s hometown where his lover spent their childhood days and becames nervous meeting his lover’s parents (of course the parents are nicee here AHAHA)

Noting much, this might be boring but yeah still requested, i want to finally see how he reacts learning about more his Lover.

*slight evil laughs* lets be calm for now😉😏

Correction FOR NOW

Anyway! LOVE YAH 🫶🏼

Mmmm! Disappointment galore tbh! But whatever! It’s cute! Just gonna have build up to naughty Mui~! Love ya too!

Boyfriend! Tokito Muichiro

“This is your hometown?” Muichiro gently asked you over your shoulder as the lively streets danced with energetic, friendly villagers. His hand clung onto yours as you cheerfully explained every colourful flora-decorated peak of the cottages before you two. You have been dating your fellow Hashira, Muichiro for years now. For four years now, you’ve been happily devoting your love to him

And you felt ashamed as you have been keeping your past and family a secret to your beloved Muichiro for ages, and he doesn’t deserve that. Thankfully, you managed to get a few days off from your Hashira career with Muichiro, and you decided to bring him to meet your parents on the third last free day. He may not be the most social man out there but he was definitely polite enough

Giggling happily, you begin walking forward as Muichiro follows you, his gorgeous mint green eyes arrowed around at the sights before him, until he was brought before a rose bush-skirted homely cottage, in which you smile eagerly at, tapping your solo thumb on Muichiro’s knuckles to attract his eyes from the appealing views of the elegant hometown you grew up. It makes sense to him, that a living angel like you originated in a reclusive community that seemingly sprouted out from the very ground

Knocking on the door, Muichiro’s hand clung onto yours in a mix of nervousness and wonder as the wreath decorated frame swung open to seeing the smiling face of your beautiful loving mother, accompanied by your excitable father who’s surprise melted to joy, as he sat at the pretty dinner table. Letting go of Muichiro’s hand briefly, you embrace your eager mother in a tight warm hug

Once she pulled back, her head tilted as she gazed over to Muichiro in curiosity. Her smile never faltered despite the fact she has seen her daughter with a complete stranger. “My darling! You’ve come to visit your old man and woman, hey!” The older woman laughed cheekily as you giggled in response to her playful remark, nodding whilst you gestured in the direction of Muichiro. “Why yes! But I have somebody special this time!”

“My, my. Who’s this handsome man?” Your mother purrs cheerfully, as you blush embarrassed at her complimentary acknowledgment of your boyfriend. Muichiro is very good at hiding his emotions so he radiated a semi-monotonous aura but brought out a polite smile at the sight of your sweet parents. “This is my boyfriend! The one I sent letters to you about!” You chirp as your father chimed in with a head-thrown-back laugh as he crossed his arms and gazed into your eyes

Both you and Muichiro could sense his playful nature, his voice piping up but you knew he was just a outspoken man. “Oh! That one! The Hashira?” Your father asked, making you nod wordlessly again whilst your mother opened the door wide enough to let the two of you in. Muichiro continued to look around the gorgeous home interior in amazement as your mother closed the door, smiling eagerly

You sat down on the empty chair with your hand still latched onto Muichiro’s, your lovely boyfriend taking a few seconds to notice the chair before him as he meets eyes with your father, hiding his visible anxiety with that unbreaking polite beam. Your mother took no time to sit down with lunch prepared, there was barely enough for all four of you so she rushed back into the kitchen to begin making more with a short apology

Muichiro kept himself composed snd quiet, only responding when your father spoke out of the blue. It was silent for a few seconds whilst you three begun trying to equally share out the rations given. “Boy, do you want to hear a story about our Dokusha?” You lightly choked on the spoonful of rice in your mouth as Muichiro titled his head in confusion, responding after a bit of deep thought

“A story? Sure” You whined out in embarrassment at your boyfriend’s interest in the most definitely humiliating times in your childhood. You just hoped your mother would jump in to save your behind but she didn’t hear a single word from the kitchen as your father begun spilling out story after story to Muichiro, making him chuckle here and there

Needless to say, Muichiro got along well with your father and your mother complimented him a lot, giving him headpats as she placed down the second dish she created, and your father exchanging a friendly hug once you and Muichiro had to leave. Despite how embarrassed you felt at Muichiro’s occasional comments on those cute stories your father and partly your mother told, you had a wonderful time

Seeing your parents again was simply amazing, and your boyfriend getting along with the two that love you so dearly, they brag about you regularly, made you feel like you were on top of the world. Muichiro, on the other hand, had a wonderful time with your parents and he views them as amazing people. He entirely loved how somebody like you came from people like them

[yourlocalghoulette]

Chapter 2~ Take On Me

Series Masterlist~ Main Masterlist~Meet the horses~

Warnings- eventual smut so MDNI! pretty much just fluff, reader has trauma, language, slow burn, flirting, relationship building

w/c: 3k

A/N~ part 2 is hereee! im literally so excited to be writing this story. part 3 is already in the works! please reblog, it always helps! Lmk if you want to be on the taglist:))

It was only when you got Joel’s number and scheduled your first work day that it started feeling real. Doing this, being around horses again, the thing that hurt you more than anything. 

Well, it wasn’t the horses that hurt you. It was the way you were forced to push your limits with them. The way you were yelled at if you didn’t do something right. The way your stomach sank every time you were forced to use an unneeded pair of spurs on a horse.

Sleep doesn’t come easy Thursday night, the night before the long-awaited first day. You toss and turn in your bed, palms clammy and forehead sweaty. You kick off the matcha-colored bedspread you were wrapped in and sit up in bed, trying to take deep breaths to clear your head. You glance at your phone. 2:00 AM. If you know Sōl well enough, she’s probably at a party. She definitely won’t answer until morning. 

So you text the one person who also might not be awake but still understands. Joel.

You click on the chat that only a few formal messages have been exchanged in and wonder if you’re being too impulsive. What is he going to think about you texting him at two in the morning? Your mind clouded with sleepiness and delusion, you text him anyway.

You- sorry for texting so late. having second thoughts about tmrw. 

To your surprise, the ‘read’ icon pops up as soon as you send it. 

Joel- i understand how you feel. are you wanting to cancel tomorrow? i was looking forward to it.

Did you want to cancel? Your brain is in a frenzy. He’s looking forward to it, you think over and over.

You- idk. i think still want to come tomorrow but I’m gonna take it slow:)

Joel- that makes sense and it’s totally good with me. can’t blame ya for feeling reluctant. you can pace things as slow as you want, ok cowgirl? 

The nickname jumped off of your screen at you and butterflies take off inside your stomach. 

You- ok cowboy;) thanks. excited to see u and the horses tmr!

Joel- likewise. now get some sleep, cowgirl. 

You let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding as you turn off your phone. The conversation was short but sweet and oddly comforting. 

You silently pad over to the kitchen and quickly make a cup of chamomile tea with lots of honey. While you drink it, you shamelessly open the stable’s website and scroll to the picture of Joel and Sarah. You look closely at Joel’s left hand, resting over Sarah’s shoulder. 

No ring.

Ok, he wasn’t married, but that didn’t mean much. He could still be dating, you tell yourself. Even with that possibility, you catch yourself smiling softly at the photo, staring into Joel’s dark brown eyes. Soft and comforting, like the tea you’re drinking. You sigh and walk slowly back to bed, rubbing your eyes which at this point are bloodshot from tiredness.

With Joel’s messages imprinted in your head, you quickly fall asleep.

“Un-fucking-believable. I gave you one. Job. ONE job! To win the goddamn gold medal. And what did you do? You knocked over FOUR jumps. You are a dissapointment to this team. To the profession of jumping.”

“Please- I-I’m sorry, the horse was acting weird! Probably because you made me whip him when he doesn’t need it!”

“Don’t use those goddamn tears on me. Maybe I should show you how a whip feels.”

You wake up three hours later in a cold sweat, your face streaked with tears. You breathe heavily, your hands shaking with each breath. You run your hands over your face. 

“It’s just a memory,” you whisper over and over to yourself. You try to breathe in through your nose and out your mouth, calming yourself down.

Sometimes you wish you don’t have to wake up in an empty bed, no one by your side to comfort you. It stings when you think about the last time someone was in your bed. 

You shake the memories away for right now. Taking one last deep breath to attempt to ground you, you climb out of bed. You skip breakfast, not sure if you would be able to keep any food down with the amount of nerves flitting in your stomach. 

You brush your teeth and throw on some mascara quickly, your hands still shaky and making it difficult. You put on a black tank top and faded boot cut jeans, along with a loose red flannel because it can get cold in the early Texas mornings.

It’s 6:00 on the dot when you slide on your steel-toed work boots, tucking them under your jeans. You grab your keys and a granola bar just in case and head out the door.

As you struggle to start your old pickup truck, second thoughts and anxieties start to fill your mind once again. You struggle to push them out of your head, filling it instead with the thought that you get to see Joel again. Nevertheless, your hands shake around the wheel as you drive the short drive to Sarah’s Stables. 

When you pull into the driveway, Joel is sitting outside the barn on the concrete bench, shaking his leg with a nervous expression on his face. You step out of your truck and stride over to Joel as he stands up, trying to put on a confident smile even though the last thing you feel is confident. 

“Morning,” Joel grins, shaking your hand firmly. His hand lingers on yours a little longer than it should before he pulls away. 

“G’morning, cowboy,” you tip an invisible hat, and he returns the gesture. He leads you into the barn, gesturing you to follow with his hand.

“Did’ya get any sleep last night?” He asks with a hint of concern in his voice, making your heart melt. 

You shrug. “Kind of. And I’m really sorry for texting you so late- or, early? I didn’t really have anyone else to text.”

“Don’t worry about it,” Joel waves it off. “I liked it, having someone to talk to even for a bit. I’m always up past 2 doing paperwork and ordering feed and all that shit.”

“Good to know,” you grin, trying to hide the flustered expression on your face. You enter the barn, immediately walking up to the small Shetland pony’s stall. “Hey, buddy,” you coo, gently tracing the long stripe down his face. “And to whom do I owe the pleasure?”

Joel chuckles, leaning next to you on the stall door. “That’s Orion. Rescued him along with the percheron, Amadeus, from an animal hoarder.”

“So you’ve had a rough time with humans, huh, bud?” You nod understandingly. “I get it.”

“Very. I get it too,” Joel says softly. “So. Let’s get to work, huh? I’m gonna show you the different feed mixes for each horse. Not sayin’ you’ll have to feed ‘em every time you’re working here. We’ll feed the horses then I’ll introduce you. How’s that sound?”

“Sounds perfect. It feels weird, being at a barn after so long of avoiding horses, y’know?” you sigh softly. “Is it too soon to say I have a good feeling about you and this barn? Like…I don’t know how to explain it. It just feels different.”

Joel nods knowingly, toying absentmindedly with Orion’s forelock. “Not at all. I get it,” he says understandingly. His eyes soften as he watches you interact with Orion, a slight faraway look on your face. “You doin’ okay, cowgirl?”

You nod, straightening up. “Yeah. Sorry. Just…zoned out.”

“No need to apologize,” Joel smiles softly. A tall cinnamon colored Tennessee Walker down the aisle kicks his stall door in impatience. “Let’s do this.”

In less than 20 minutes, the horses are fed and happily nickering into their feed buckets. Joel had written down the feed mixes for each individual horses with care and posted it on the wall so you didn’t have to memorize them right away. You can tell how much Joel Miller cares for his horses. 

“We can turn the horses out now.” Joel tosses you two halters, a purple nylon one and a teal rope one. “Think you can handle two horses at once?”

“Totally.” You sling the halters over your shoulder. 

“The rope halter is for Whiskey, the Tennessee Walker and the nylon is for Dottie, the Appaloosa mare. Stalls 5 and 6.”

In no time, you worked together to get all six horses out to the pasture. It’s picturesque, a large green field with a tall white fence surrounding the perimeter. It feels like a daydream watching the horses frolic aorund with eachother, enjoying their taste of freedom after being caged in a stall for the night. 

You and Joel sit on the lower bar of the fence, arms resting along the top piece with your head on top. Observing the horses’ behaviors carefully, you can see with the way the chestnut Quarter Horse gelding pins his ears and threatens any horse that gets close to his pile of hay that he’s top dog. The dominant horse, the leader.  A comfortable silence falls between you and Joel, as you both let out a collective sigh of relief as the stress of morning feeding washes off. 

“Beautiful, isn’t it?” Joel sighs, breaking off the silence. 

“Gorgeous,” you agree, glancing over at Joel. His soft brown eyes are full of adoration for his horses.

He gestures towards the chestnut Quarter Horse. “That right there is Magnum. Total powerhouse. Used to be a ‘coon hunting horse.”

You giggle, staring over at Magnum’s solid build and shiny coat. “People still hunt for raccoons?”

Joel shrugs incredulously. “I guess. His owner gave him to me because he wasn’t getting enough attention. He was ridden twice a week and left to rot by himself in a field the rest of the time. He’s obviously dom, as you’ve probably noticed.”

“Mhm,” you nod. “I noticed. I can tell he has a strong personality, too.” You grin, looking over at Joel.

“Sure does,” Joel smiles back proudly. Your shared gaze lasts a little too long before you turn your head away, looking back at the horses and trying to hide the flustered expression on your face. 

Joel introduces you to the rest of the horses; Amadeus, the percheron, Dottie, the petite Appaloosa mare, and Arizona, the gorgeous flaxen-colored mustang/Arabian cross. 

“Say, have you eaten anything for breakfast yet?” Joel asks, holding out his hand to help you up from your perches on the fence. 

You’re sure this man is going to be the death of you. You shake your head sheepishly, gently grabbing his hand as you stand up. His grip is soft and warm, hands calloused from years of hard work. “Not really,” you say as you let go of his hand. “I was too nervous.”

“What, am I that scary to ya’, cowgirl?” He grins cheekily, nudging your shoulder playfully as you both walk back into the barn.

“Pfft,” you roll your eyes as you nudge him back. “No, not scared. Terrified.” You stick your tongue out at him. 

“Ha, ha, darlin’. Why don’t we go get some breakfast? Gotta fuel up before cleanin’ the stalls.”

You shrug. “Sure. Where were you thinking?”

“Home Grounds is a good coffee shop, good bakery stuff too,” Joel offers. 

“No fucking way,” your eyes widen in surprise. “I work there! How have I never seen you there?”

“You must not be on the clock when I go. I’m sure I’d remember a face like yours,” Joel says softly, then catches himself, clearing his throat. “Sorry, that was-”

“It’s fine,” you wave it off. “Let’s go. We can take your truck. Mine’s a little…messy right now.”

Joel chuckles. “Sure as hell can’t be as bad as mine.”

Soon, you’re driving with Joel to the coffee shop, Take On Me by A-ha playing quietly through the speakers.

“I love this song!” You smile widely, opening the window and resting your arm outside. 

“Me too,” Joel turns up the stereo. “You sing at all, cowgirl?”

You shake your head quickly, eyes wide in mock horror. “Not at all. Do you, cowboy?”

“A bit. I play a smidge of guitar, too,” he smirks. 

“Oh, really? I’m gonna have to hear some of these Joel Miller guitar skills sometime,” you grin.

Joel shakes his head, a smile growing on his face as he pulls into the coffee shop driveway. “Believe me, I hype up my skills wayyy too much.” He turns off the truck and quickly runs around to your side of the truck to open your door. Butterflies take off in your stomach as he does this. 

Hiding your flustered look, you deadpan him, eyes rolling. “Dude,” you grin, climbing out and he shuts the door behind you. 

“What?” He opens the coffee shop door for you too. “Momma always taught me to be a gentleman.”

“And my mom always taught me to never trust men,” you grin cheekily.

“I can change that,” he side eyes you. 

Trying to ignore his words, you wave at a coworker. “Hey, Jess!” You call to her, walking up to the counter. 

“Hey, girlie. Who’s that?” She asks slyly, eyeing Joel. “New boyfriend?”

“Uh, no,” you say quickly before Joel can hear. “I’m working for him. He owns a horse barn.”

“You’re back to horses?” Jess inquires, cocking a brow. 

“Yeah, yeah, whatever, okay?” You spin around to face Joel. “What are you getting?”

“Just a black coffee and blueberry muffin, but don’t worry, cowgirl. I gotchu.” He starts taking out his wallet but you playfully swat his arm.

“Don’t. Please. I get employee discount anyway.”

Joel sighs in defeat, holding up his hands in mock offense. “Fine. But I’m paying next time.”

Next time, next time, next time….

After you order, the black coffee for him and a cold brew for you, you go to put your card in the reader to notice Joel’s card is already there. “Joel!” You mutter, giving him a disapproving look. 

“Hey, I’m tryna be nice, okay?” He chuckles. 

You roll your eyes. “Whatever. Thanks, really.”

The atmosphere felt charged with an unspoken tension as you both sat at a small table by the window, the warm sunlight filtering in. Joel's eyes seemed to hold a certain depth, a familiarity that stirred something within you.

"So, tell me about yourself, cowgirl," Joel said, breaking the comfortable silence that had settled between you.

You took a sip of your cold brew, gathering your thoughts. "There’s not a whole lot to tell. Well, there is, but not a lot I want to go into right now. I fell in love with horses after riding a pony at a fair, and it kind of exploded from there. I started off riding Western and doing gymkhanas, then switched over to hunter/jumpers. That was obviously a huge change. I exelled really quickly in that, but as you probably know, being the best doesn’t mean you’re treated the best. A lot of shit happened at those barns, and I quit when when I was 18. People called me selfish and self-absorbed for quitting, which is what i believed for awhile. But my mental health imrpoved a lot after quitting and I came to accept the fact that it was a good thing.”

Joel nodded, his expression understanding. "I get that. Sometimes life throws us curveballs, and we need to take a step back to reassess things."

"Yeah, exactly," you replied, feeling a sense of relief wash over you at his understanding. "But now I'm back, and I'm hoping things will be different this time."

"I'm sure they will be," Joel said with a reassuring smile. "You've got a good head on your shoulders, cowgirl."

You felt heat creeping up your cheeks at his compliment, quickly taking another sip of your cold brew to hide your reaction. "Thanks, Joel. I appreciate that."

The conversation flowed effortlessly between you, covering everything from your favorite books to your shared love of old John Wayne western movies. With each passing moment, you found yourself becoming more and more drawn to Joel, his easygoing nature and genuine kindness pulling you in.

Before you knew it, your cups were empty, and it was time to head back to the barn. As you walked side by side with Joel, the familiar feeling of nervous excitement bubbled up inside you once again.

As soon as you walk back into the barn, he turns on a 70s playlist and tosses you a mucking fork. “Ready to muck some stalls, cowgirl?”

The music fills the barn with a nostalgic vibe as you take the mucking fork from Joel with a grin. "Born ready," you reply, matching his playful tone.

Together, you fall into a rhythm of cleaning the stalls, the repetitive motion oddly soothing as you work side by side. Joel hums along to the music, occasionally breaking out into a soft whistle that echoes through the barn.

As you work, you can't help but steal glances at Joel, admiring the way his muscles flex beneath his shirt with each movement. There's something comforting about his presence, a sense of safety and warmth that you haven't felt in a long time.

Before you know it, the stalls are clean, and the horses are happily munching on fresh hay. You wipe the sweat from your brow, feeling a sense of satisfaction at a job well done.

"Thanks for your help, cowgirl," Joel says, giving you a grateful smile as he leans against the stall door.

"No problem," you reply, returning his smile. "It was actually kind of fun."

Joel chuckles, pushing himself off the door. "Glad to hear it. You've got a talent for this, you know?"

You feel a swell of pride at his words, a sense of validation that you haven't felt in a long time. "Thanks, Joel. That means a lot coming from you."

He gives you a nod of appreciation before glancing at his watch. "Well, I hate to cut this short, but I've got some paperwork to take care of. Think you can handle things on your own for a bit?"

You nod confidently, eager to prove yourself. "Of course. I'll hold down the fort."

"Great," Joel says, giving you a pat on the shoulder. "I'll be back in a bit. And hey, if you need anything, just give me a shout."

With that, he disappears into the office, leaving you alone in the barn. You take a deep breath, feeling a surge of determination coursing through your veins.

You may have started the day with doubts and anxieties, but now, as you stand in the quiet of the barn surrounded by the gentle sounds of the horses, you feel a sense of purpose wash over you.

[theinvisibledoodlewizard]

Quest Poll✨

Re-roll!

Soooo! I have a headache and a cold, but lucky for me y’all ended up giving me a tie so I gotta ask you to revoke between the winners anyway. (Yeah I know I said I wouldn’t do this much. But tie+sick=me lazy and this is pretty much me taking a sick day lol)

Sweeps and Cloud are sitting on the edge of that little river, in between the meadow and forest. And the two options that tied arrrre…

I won’t spoil too much like I did last time I did one of these. I’ll just tell you that both are valid answers. Just depends on how proactive ya wanna be.

I am kinda making notes on how y’all pick your answers. Picking more violent/provocatively will get me to write Sweeps more jumpy and alert, vs picking peaceful/“rest for a minute” type answers will make Sweeps more laid back. Just a lil note!

As for the other answers, I’ll tell you where they would’ve lead if they had won.

Walk back to the cabin: Pretty much the way to pick another path to follow. Still a valid option. Would’ve had Sweeps have a “oooo why am I hereee” thing cause there’s not really much there? But yeah. Mostly set up for “you wanna go a different path?”

There’s a light in the forest, the owner might help us: ok… I don’t mean this judgmentally but… who picked this one and do you know what fairy lights are? If not please look them up, because that’s one of the most nasty monsters in most fantasy things. Ok I’m a cheater, I found out about those things from the Hobbit at age… oh, idk. 5 I think? They were elves in that one, but same principle. Yeah. Don’t go towards random lights in the woods if you’re in a magical fantasy forest. That usually equals a really really bad death. From what I’ve heard. This one was the “let the author pick” choice. Hehe. (Which if you picked it thinking that? WOW you’re smart! :O/gen)

Anyway, imma go get some rest/school done. Hopefully XD byeeee

[sirwow]

Torn Tapes; Pt 1

The wind blows softly as the start of springtime rolls in and the spruce forest buzzes with life. Grass and sticks crackle under the footsteps of 3 boys traipsing along a trail. Lazarus, Azazel and Cain chat while chewing on their own candies and Cain dragging a box.

Az: “Augh.. never liked how taffy gets stuck on my braces.”

Cain: “Then why do ya keep buying it every time we go to plums?”

Az: “Well it tastes good! Besides you eat jawbreakers and complain about your throat hurting.”

Laz: “Az that’s not how jawbreakers work..”

Az: “Throat, mouth, jaw. Same thing. Anyways, how long is that old generator supposed to work for Cain?”

Cain: “Donno.”

Az: “What do you mean you don’t know? You’re a techie!”

Cain: “I’m a mechanic not a electrician, Az.”

Az: “Like I said, same thing.”

Laz: “Well regardless we should be able to power that old tv in the treehouse with it and play some games. Besides if it’s only an hour or something I’ll just bring mine.”

Az: “Alright alright..”

The three continue through the woods with the old generator and up to a old treehouse. Trash bags of rubbish and tools surround a near cleaned treehouse. The treehouse sits with a combination of fresh planks and old untouched by rain. Cain walks behind Az and Laz with the generator but the wheels of the generator catch on something hollow in the ground and trips up Cain onto the floor.

Laz: “Woah you okay?”

Cain: “Ugh yeah.. fuckin generator got stuck on something. Sounded kinda weird too.”

Az: “What’s that supposed to mean?”

Cain: “Sounded hollow is what I mean, now shh..”

Cain goes to the dirty and dusty bump in-front of the generator and taps it with his knuckles. A wooden clicking returns and Cain stands back up with Az n Laz by his sides.

Cain: “Sounds like a box there.”

Az: “Ooh, you think it’s treasure?”

Cain: “Why don’t you find a shovel over there n figure out.”

Az: “Alright but I call dibs on whatever’s in it!”

Cain: “Hey Lazarus mind helping me get this ol thing up there while Az digs himself a hole?”

Laz: “Oh yeah, of course!”

Laz and Cain lift up the generator cord to the tree house and plug in a old box tv together. The tv beams on and sits idle with nothing inside. Along side the Tv inside the treehouse is a new small beanbag, a bookshelf filled to the brim, a rug and scattered papers of future plans and Az’s doodles.

Az: “Hereees the box!” Azazel plops down the box in the center of the rug

Cain: “That was fast.”

Az: “Well it was a lot looser then it looked. Now com’on let’s open it!”

Laz pops open the dusty box and inside sits a large book and several tapes, unnamed. The three start taking things out.

Az: “tapes and a book? What a lame treasure.”

Cain: “Oh boo hoo.“

Az: “I’ll boo hoo your face.”

Laz takes out and opens the book as Cain and Az bicker. It’s a picture book dated 6 years back. The first page immediately catches him off guard.

Laz: “Hey guys? This book has photos of our siblings.”

Az: “Wait really?”

Cain: “Huh?”

Laz lays out the book on the rug with the first picture being a fuzzy image of a younger Judas and Eve. The photo is titled with marker as “photo test” in neat hand writing.

Cain: “Well I’ll be damned. I remember eve hangin out with Judas but she never talked bout it much.”

Az: “Judas never told me anything about his friends.. something about wanting to keep it to himself.”

Laz: “I wonder who took it. Looks like most the first few are of Judas and Eve.”

Az: “Well that one’s of Magdalene.”

Cain: “It’s Maggie. But yeah that’s definitely her. Whats the other pages got.”

Laz flips the page to pictures of an in progress treehouse with a folded up blueprint in the pages.

Laz: “Guess her and whoever her friends were the ones to build this place.”

Az: “No wonder it was so shotty when we found it. A bunch of kids made it!”

Cain: “Uh-huh, we’re also kids Az.”

Az: “Teens! There’s a difference.”

Cain: “Hey. Is that Mary?”

Laz: “What?”

Cain: “Ya sister! Look!”

Cain points to the edge of a photo where a younger Bethany can be seen flying and lifting a plank up to the tree for Eve. Laz takes the book to look closer.

Laz: “..What..? But she..I..”

Laz flips quickly to the next page with Cain and Az looking over his shoulder to peek. The next few pages have multiple pictures of Beth but Laz keeps flipping until coming to a torn page with half a photo still on it. The photo obviously had Judas but Bethany’s pigtails could be seen past the tear.

Az: “Uhm.. you okay Lazarus?”

Laz: “Did you know Judas and Bethany were friends..?”

Az: “I-I thought you did..”

Laz: “No she- I was always sick in my room and she never really told me about her friends other then Maggie.. but she wouldn’t lie to me..”

Az: “mmh..”

Cain: “Well- uh- maybe if we watch these tapes we could figure some more out!”

Laz: “..Yeah. Yeah let’s do that. Besides the rest of the pages in this book look torn up, no point in trying to read torn truths, haha..”

Az: “Yeah let’s see what these old things are. What’s the first one?”

Cain: “Just called “Test”. Guess we better test it out.”

Laz: “I swear to the lord- just put the tape in you dum-dum.”

Cain and Az giggle n Cain after slides the 1st tape in to watch.

End of Pt 1

Next part will be linked once it is up

[caribbean-ace]

NCIS Hawaii 1x22 thoughts/reactions: spoiler alert

And we’ve done it! Finally reached the final episode of this season! Can’t believe this went by so fast (it would have been faster but have to adult in order to survive) anyways cliffhanger from the previous episode plus Jane & Joe reunited, i’m throwing everything i have for Kate and Lucy to solve things even tho Lucy is dating that other girl lol (let me dream okay?) now, onto the episode!

Picking up right where we left off + and the commander is having a seizure + this is rather unfortunate + Pike is not gonna be happy his plane is now a crime scene lol + boom boom knows how to work + “something fruity” that phrasing alone just made me laugh out loud for very different reasons + i knew Pike was going to complain😂 + lmao the panic on Lucy’s face + that was quick😂 + gotta love the history references i’m a nerd, i can’t help it + they are so cuteee + and Kate is hereeee + “pretty please🥺?” She’s a goof + lmao Ernie bringing the gossip + Kate’s like do i really have to sing? 😂 hopefully she can get Lucy back + showtime folks! + my poor Jesse + Kai you’re good but you can’t fly

RIP Ernie’s keyboard + lmao them bickering is everything to me + showtime fellas! + shit! + why is Jesse always walking into danger + Kai and Jesse the brotp we love😍 + you got this boom boom + run everyone! + ohhh Kate being emotional + Jesus Lucy + at least everyone’s okay + aw man :( + yayy at least they are hanging out + the whole crew is hereee + Inoki is here😍 + Ernie being the biggest Kate/Lucy shipper + oh so she did took it literal + in front of everyonee😍 + she was a wonderful voice tho + YESSSSS + that was beautiful tho😍 look at them dancing in the background🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

And that’s a wrap fellas! Season 1 is officially over, i really like this show, too bad i’ve started out literally days before the season ended but no regrets; Kate and Lucy have my heart and obviously the sibling’s chaotic energy from Kai/Jesse/Lucy. Can’t wait for season 2, catch ya’ soon!

[teenyweenynightghost]

Måneskin Group Chat- Chapter 6

(Ok so now that I fixed the emotional mess that I created I can return to what I do best: chaos and sarcasm<3)

Warnings: Language, photos but not explicit (honestly if you’re browsing THIS side of tumblr ya should be fine)

[Måneskin House] Fri 18:57

D: Why did I just hear Vic scream

T: What?

y/n: He just heard Vic scream

y/n: did you lose your eye sight?

T: Do you have any idea just how suspicious you're acting

Y/n: Oh don't be absurd, I'm just hanging at home with my two Angl-Nubian goats, my perfect and very much alive boyfriend and a dead body

D: A what now

y/n: MY B O Y F R I E N D

y/n: Do i really need to make appointments for you two at the doctor's office? You promised last time that you would do it yourselves

D: Fuck the doctor what do you mean A DEAD BODY

T: A STATEMENT SAID RIGHT AFTER VIC'S SCREAM

y/n: hey remember dami that time she started patting your head while you were sleeping so she could post it on insta

D: OH well then please resume your activities

Y/n: Hm and THomas darling

Y/n: Who loves waking you up by throwing the speaker in your room?

T: A dead body NOw i suppose

Y/n: Glad there are no complaints

V: IS THAT WHAT IT TAKES FOR HER TO WIN YOU OVER

V: YOU'RE ALL A BUNCH OF VIPERS

D: Yeah but Thomas is the Cobra:D

V: FUCK ALL OF YOU especially YOU Ethan

E: Don't drag me into this

V: no? NO?

D: What did he do

V: Well, let's see, while y/n had me strapped to a chair and looking through my phone laughing her ass off at my clear discomfort, HIS BITCH ASS JUST CAME IN THERE, brushed away her stupid damn hair like 'ewu cuccolina dO yOu WanT SomEthINg to DrInK" ?

V: COMPLETELY IGNORING ME

Y/n: Awww sweetie if you wanted attention you could just ask🙃

V: Oh i'll fucking show you attention

... [cue some time later]

Y/n: Y'all vic has been pretty damn quiet hasn't she

E: NO SHE HAS NOT

D: Oooo whats thAT about

E: Y/n I didn't know you took...pictures

Y/n: oh oho Oh Oh OH OH OH

T: can i not be woken up by screams anymore why in this dirty world did y/n just scream VICTORIAAa as if she was going to kill her

Y/N: OH MY GOD I CAN'T BELIEVE HER

[switch to DMs between VicDeAngelis and YN]

Y/n: Oh this is how you wanna play you little shit baby

V: Oh well sweetheart, he's your boyfriend- why would he not enjoy that🙃

Y/n: UGH you know you're the only one who's seen them!

V: Oh believe me, I know that puppy

Y/n: oh you're bringing the puppy thing back now huh

V: Well it always made you blush in the prettiest of places

[Switch to Dms between Edgar and YN]

E: IM SORRY I DIDN'T KNOW WHAT THEY WERE

y/n: Nah don't worry

y/n: However Vic on the other side has a LOT to worry about if you know what i mean ;)

E:... threesome?

Y/n: What? No-

Y/n: Oh hold up

E: Im down if you are

Y/n: I might just have an idea

[Switch to DMs between VicDeAngelis and Y/N]

y/n: hey vic, i was trying this new swimsuit on what do you think

V: something is definitely off but im not passing an opportunity of seeing anything ;)

Y/n:

V: you don’t look bad at all puppy;)

y/n: i agree- i also bought this shampoo set which is chocolate scented 

y/n: i literally smell like a dessert

V: i bet you taste like one too

Y/n: well, per ethan’s request, you’re more than welcome to join him in his discovery

V: i’ll be over in 10

... [an impressive amount of time later]

[Måneskin House]

T: which one of you motherfuckers ate all the whipping cream

V: y/n

Y/n: Me? Really? I didn’t even get to taste it

T: 😑

D: what do you me- OOOOOOHOHOHOOHOHOOHOHOH

D: HOOOOO LEEEEEEE FUUUUUUUUCKK

D: OMG  youu kinky little bastards

T: what WHAT

D: ETHAN + VIC + Y/N + WHIPPING CREAM

T: OH MY GOD

T: well fucking finally

Y/n: if one more word is uttered about this matter im deleting the group

E: five

T: five?

D: NO FUCKING WAY HOOOOO

T: OMG Y/N FIVE FUCKING TIMES?

Y/n: I will kill you all, individually, and i will do it so slowly you won’t know whether you’re alive or dead

D: kinky

Y/n: DAMIANO I SWEAR TO GOD

Y/N: fuck this im out- ethan go get me an ice pack

E: of course love

D: Damn even an ice pack

T: I never thought i would say this, but i have never been so happy to be so far away from the comfort of my home

E: Yeah two neighbours already came to complain

V: I had the pleasure of dealing with them

D: That thought alone sends shivers through my spine

V: It should

T: Anyway WHO WANTS PIZZA

Y/N: ME BITCH

T: you would think you wouldn’t be so hungry anymore

Y/n: you got the pizza or no man (spoken in a heavily italian accent)

T: hahaha making fun of our accents now huh

Y/n: nooo, me? im a good vagazza

T: OOO we ave imitating edgav now ave we

E: how about no

D: ok so how about someone actually goes and gets the pizza

T: i already ordered it

V: i love how we’re all in the same house yet we aren’t making any efforts of actually talking

y/n: talking is overrated

T: Pizza is hereee

(cue 5 people now transformed into monkeys running to be the first ones there, so that they may remove the little table from the centre of the pizza)

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I swear i didn’t mean to make it dirty, however my hormones are currently on a rollercoaster and that one comment i saw about doing an ethan x reader x vic thing just stayed in my head

Anyway, im gonna try and make a few more chapters today, please send me an ask if you want anything in particular to go down or if you want to be added to my tag list

until then, ciao dearies

@fuckim-so-gay​ @ginny-lily​

[cgmayra]

I love your jealous Sonic and I think the most canon one is boom, so may I ask for Boom!Sonamy with jealous Sonic? If you need a more specific idea maybe Amy gets a pet like a puppy that takes up all her attention so Sonic feels left out and in competition and feels the dog doesn't like him and doesn't want to share Amy.

You can find me talking about this prompt at 21:16 on the Pajama Blogs!

Hehe, jealous Sonic, it would be more canon in Boom, you’re right. I agree and share your opinions lolol but I think this would be cute and I hope I do it justice!

PROMPTS ARE ON SHUTDOWN! Sorry, you missed the grand opening and will have to wait till next time :( You can still ask questions though! But they need to be in accordance to the blog rules~<3

Prompt:

Comedy Chimp was in a hysteria of panic, the news had just announced the most popular celebrity pet: Tinkle Dipples, to be housed in Hedgehog Village while preparing to shoot a cameo in the famous Tommy Thunder movies.

Eggman and Amy compete in a tournament/competition to win the right to take care of Tinkle Dipples for the shooting, since his manager is going fangirl over Tommy Thunder, she doesn’t want to care for him and instead, has Amy--the winner of the tournament--sign some legal documents and take off to pursue her hero.

Sympathizing a bit with the manager but more excited about the cute, idol puppy, Amy takes her job very seriously as Eggman whines and complains about his loss and plans to do something about it..!

“I knew I should have played Dynamite Dalmatian but she had Rover Clover on the field, you can’t EXPLODE ROLL WITH MAXIUM LUCK ON YOUR OPPONENTS TEAM!” he wept and tossed his arms about as they wacked against his bed.

Orbot and Cubot just looked to each other, unsure how to comfort him. “Sir, perhaps scheming against Sonic and his friends while one of their prominent members is distracted could prove useful and make you feel better?” Orbot stated, as the two held up a pen and some graph paper, “Scheming always puts you in a better mood for evil...” He encouraged again.

Collecting himself and rubbing his massive hands under his glasses, he sniffled as he took the paper and started sketching. “Ohh...hoo... hoo...oh-ho? Oh ho! Oh-ho-ho-ho-wha-hahaha!!!” with soft cries that suddenly turned manic with evil, he scribbled more furiously and immediately cranked his back and threw his arms to an angle in his signature laughter.

Sonic, Tails, and Knuckles were playing beachball when Sticks poked her head out of the local garage dump, “Heeeey, wait a minute!” she threw a banana peel off her head a second, “Volleyball and Beachball are the same things! Why are they called differently!? Do they respond to the same name!?”

“Guess you could call it Beach Volleyball.” Tails shrugged, “Though, technically, beachball is the thing you use to play volleyball...” As he continued, Knuckles spiked and knocked him down while he was contemplating it.

“Haha! Snooze you loose!” Knuckles mocked, throwing his arms down to point at Tails.

“Grr... Knuckles! We’re on the same team!” He spat out sand and dusted himself off.

“Oh.” Knuckles then gestured to himself, “Well, then I was awake and quaked!”

Tails shook his head, “Sonic, do you have to play on your own team?”

“What? I’m fast enough for two!” Showing off his amazing speed, Sonic zipped around the court to where it looked like Sonic was literally playing by himself, “I could even play all teams!” He snatched the ball from the ground and pushed--or lightly placed--Knuckles and Tails out of the field to then play the game by himself.

“Still seems a bit unfair, though.” Tails pouted, folding his arms.

“No, no. Shh!!! I wanna see which team wins!” Knuckles became excited, “Woo! Go, Left field Sonic! Ah! No! Watch out, Right field Sonic! Nooo..!!! Oh, phew... Wait-Sonic!” Knuckles went through typical spectators reactions, gripping his head, tugging on his hair, before cheering yet again, “Yeeeahhh! Good forward arm there, Left field Sonic! Rooted for your along! ... Hey, which one’s Sonic again?” he looked to Tails.

“At least you got the fields right.” Tails side-commented before stepping back up to Sonic. “Is this because Amy wouldn’t come down to the beach today?”

“Yeah, we can’t help it if I’m too good for the two of ya.” He twirled the ball on his finger, “Besides, Amy can’t--and won’t--part with that Tinkle... Dinkle... Winkle... whatever his name is!” Sonic fanned a hand out, masking his own opinions on it. “Amy’s obsessed with that thing...”

“Huh, I always thought Amy was obsessed with y-” Tails seemed to panic and jumped up to cover Knuckles’s mouth.

“Knuckles-!” he cried out, then lowered his voice to whisper down to him, clinging to his head and shoulder. “We’re supposed to pretend we don’t know anything about that...”

“Anything about what now?” Sonic was still doing tricks with the volleyball.

“N-nothing!” Tails waved his hands out and flew a moment in the air. “An-anyway, I don’t think I’m really in the mood to keep playing. I’ve got uh... some... some engineering stuff to work on! Bye, Sonic!” He waved and took off.

“Engine-erring!?” Sticks spat out a flat tire that had been thrown away that she was gnawing on to find the trapped gerbil that she believed made the car’s wheels turn and free it from it’s imprisonment at last. “Oh no, you don’t!” she jumped out and rushed after him, barking as he flew up and in a bit of surprised fright, tried to dodge her but she jumped and grabbed his foot. “You aren’t making nothing to torture these gerbils anymore!”

“W-wha-what are you talking about!? Le-let goooo!!!” The two flew off and seemed to crash somewhere.

“I-uh... better check on that.” Knuckles saw Sonic offering to share the ball with him but decided to check on his friends first. “Sticks! Wait! I’m sure that nice village of Gogobas are still safely in their pity parties!”

Sonic sighed, “Oooh...” And let the ball go to kick it, letting it roll as a Eggman spybot was hit out of a bush and flew up.

“Guess I’ll check on Amy then...” Sonic took off towards her house.

“Hehehe-huhuhu...” Eggman rubbed his hands together, sitting happily in front of his screen in his evil lair. “There we go... I’ll snatch Mr. Tinkle Dipples the second Amy’s distracted by Sonic!” He roared confidently in laughter. “My machine is almost complete! Orbot! Cubot!”

“Yes, Doctor?!” Cubot nervously saluted as Eggman turned around to face the two in his spinning chair.

“Make sure my robot pooch is fully operational!”

“Yes, doctor!” The two took off...

Sonic raced to the door, but before knocking, looked himself over in the reflection of a window and adjusted his quills, then tightened his bandana. He choked, loosening the bandana again and grumbling to himself something but the only audible line one could hear was--”Never learned to tie a tie...” before rushing back to door and knocking this time.

“Busy!” Amy cried from within.

His entire confident air deflated, and he drooped forward with his arms hanging down, “Oooh... Uh, it’s me! Sonic! ... Sonic The Hedgehog!” He puffed himself up just a little bit more, calling and leaning more towards the door. “Hero extraordinary! ... So much better than a puppy...” He folded his arms and mumbled the last bit to himself.

“Oh-oh... C-coming!” Amy seemed to scramble but Sonic could hear multiple layers of locks, chairs, wooden-door stoppers and more start being cleared away like a construction site. She peeked open the door, “Come in!” she chimed, “Quickly, quickly, quickly..!” She then rushed him in and put one single lock back on the door. “Eh, I’ll take of that later.”

“Woah, what’s with the, uh... high-end security arrangement, Ames?” Sonic thumbed-back to the door but Amy rushed over to a stool with a soft pillow on it, making the little puppy look like royalty as his tongue hung out and he drooled.

His eyes grew intensely large like in anime and shined, trying to such Sonic into his cuteness as Sonic felt the pull but leaned away.

It shone with heavenly aura as it’s eyes kept growing bigger but Sonic about-faced and turned to Amy, “Uhh... How’s the pooch-sitting coming along-” he was surprised to see she was completely captivated by the puppy and already squatting by the stool, gawking and taking pictures as her own eyes looked bigger than normal.

“Aww, cute puppy! Sweet boy! Look over hereee~” she cooed and coddled as it continued to pant, it’s eyes normal to Sonic now. “Who’s the cutest, wutest, sweetest, squishiest cheek boy ever?~” she then scrunched up his cheeks and played with them as they jiggled and wobbled to her touch, spraying drool everywhere...

“Oh.” He realized he was being ignored. “Alright, no worries, just the most dashing man of the hour in your house... No need to over-celebrate.” He frowned and pushed his arms straight down again. “Dumb dog.” he muttered under his breath.

“WHAT DID YOU SAY!?” Amy’s big, sparkling eyes went right into his face, as though a brainwashed-slave to this puppy as he shook his head in intimidation at her creepy smile.

“N-no-nothing! Just how cute the puppy iswh! Is-!” he almost mimicked Amy’s baby-talk on accident. “Ehem, Amy, I normally would never do this under typical and honorable circumstances but in this case-” He shoved her hands to his cheeks, “I think you see my point.” he beamed.

“...Uh, I guess?” Amy took her hands off his cheeks, “You hungry or something?”

He deflated yet again, his eyes just saucers of white. “N... No.”

She raised an eyebrow.

“...Yes.” He shrugged down, and as she went to the kitchen, he glared and clenched his jaw at the puppy. He zipped over to it, “Listen you, I don’t know what fame has done to your head or anything, but I’m not here to stand for your pompous treatment of my friend!”

The dog continued to drool, one eye blinking.

“But I’ll have you know that I’m the big shot in these parts! And Amy just happens to be madly in love with me!” He pointed to himself and then picked up the constantly panting dog. “Not you. So you can wag your little tail and stick out your tongue somewhere else!” He dashed to one of Amy’s bird cages and shoved the dog in, causing a minor yelp from it but it wasn’t hurt, just surprised as Sonic tarped it and headed back to Amy.

Sitting at the counter, he then crossed his legs, “So-ho-ho~ Amy~ Have I told you about the one time I-”

“Yep.” Amy continued to work on the food.

“I-I didn’t even say it.” Sonic squinted his eyes in suspicion at her.

“Uh-huh.”

“...Are you even listening to me?”

“All done!” she poured something into a bowl.

“Awesome! You’re cooking, might I say, is way better than Meh Burger when it comes to the ol’Sonic engine!” he rubbed his stomach and licked his chops before Amy swiped the bowl away from him as he went to bite down. “H-huh..? What just happened...” he spoke with his mouth open, mid-bite again, before he saw the puppy had mysteriously wound-up on the pillow stool again, Amy bringing the deluxe dog food over to him.

“Here you go, Mr. Tinkle Dinkles~ Yes, who’s hungry? Who’s the biggest star in Hedgehog Village and the world? And the whole wide wittle world? You are~ You are, you good boy~” she petted him as he leaned his head back, thumped his leg at her praise and loving scratches, and then flopped over her lap to gorge himself in her home-prepared dog food.

Sonic leaned against the couch, narrowing his eyes at the sight as he muttered more curses for the dog under his breath...

He had a thought bubble that then showed a chibi-version of Amy and the pooch, her scratching his belly and loving on him but the dog faded and a Chibi-Sonic replaced it. Snickering and cackling as Chibi-Amy continued her smothering but the Dog was now whining with it’s tail between it’s legs, trapped in a Meh Burger costume with a sign that read: ‘Will pee for attention’.

Sonic continued to snicker to himself before the doorbell rang again.

“Oh?” Amy lightly placed the dog back on his stool and used a finely made napkin with ‘Fuzzy Puppy Buddies’ logo on it to clean up his mouth before heading to the door. “Who could that be?”

While Amy was distracted, Sonic sped over to the dog, grabbed it, pulled back the window and tossed the dog with a under-handed swing out the window. It hung in the air a moment before going, “Oof?” like a little woof and fell straight down...

Into Eggman’s hands...

“Hehehe, hohoho..!” Eggman placed a mechanical dog down, doing the exact animations as the dumb little creature in the first place. “Now you’re coming with daddy sweetie~ Who’s a big, bright, beautiful star? You are~ You are Mr. Tinkle Dipples~ Uncle Eggy has a nice place set up just for you~” he wiggled his finger to the puppy and continued to adore it secretly while sneaking away.

“I’m gonna miss Metal Pooch.” Cubot wiped an imaginary tear from his eye. “Such beautiful destruction he caused...”

“Yeah... The steel heart mends, Cubot. Give it time to rust.” Orbot patted Cubot and helped turn him away from the sight.

When Amy closed the door again, she turned around with a shriek, panicking and tearing her house up looking for the dog. Sonic tried everything to get her to turn her attention to him, even momentarily throwing away his pride and setting up a floor-lounge with candle-lit setting with a rose in and across his mouth,... but she was too busy searching to see.

He spat out the rose and it hit her on the back of her head, “Ah! Sonic! We don’t have time for-...” Her eyes shrunk at the scene, and it might have been enough as their eyes met and romantic music started playing as he lifted up his foot and clicked a radio with his heel.

“Who’s a good boy..?” he flirted, but suddenly...

“BARK. BARK. I AM BARKING LIKE A CUTE, WITTLE BOY. BARK. BARK.”

“Oh my stars!” Amy raced to the window, “Mr. Tinkle Dipples!? What are you doing out here?” she had big, anime eyes again... as though love was blinding her from seeing the fakeness of the dog.

She cradled it in her arms after reaching down the window to get it.

“BARK. BARK. I AM THE GOODEST OF BOYS.” It’s robot voice was a dead giveaway, but Sonic was amazed to see that Amy kept caring for it, spoon-feeding it as it took the food but lifted its tail to dispel it out the other end.

“Ohh~ Did Tinkle Dipples make a wittle present-mess-le?” Amy put her hands to her hips as Sonic couldn’t take it anymore.

“HE’S A ROBOT!” He spindashed the Eggman robot as it powered down.

“Ohh... Goodest of b-b-boys...” and shut down.

“NNNOOOO!!!” Amy freaked out, crying and holding him in her lowered arms.

“Amy! Snap out of it! It’s a decoy!” Sonic put his hands on her shoulders and shook her, and her eyes returned to normal. “H-huh? Sonic? When did you get here?”

He lowered his eyes in agitation, but then the news came on.

“This just came in, T.W Barker is suing Amy Rose for a violation of her contract, that’s right, MR. TINKLE DIPPLES IS MISSING! AHH!! THAT POOR, INNOCENT BOY! AHH! AHH, THE AGONY! Amy’s reputation is ruined by the way and the world will never forgive her awful crime of LOSING THE MOST ADORABLE PUPPY IN THE WOR-RL-RLD!!!” The eagle was losing himself in his grief, as Amy’s eyes twitched and she brought out her hammer, looking ready to murder Sonic.

“Wait!” He dodged, “Amy, listen to me! YIKES!” he had to dodge Amy all the way to Eggman’s, where they defeated him to get the puppy back, who was still as still and in a loop-animation as ever, but wagged its tail and licked Sonic’s face when successfully brought to the manager.

Amy’s reputation was spared and Cubot and Orbot got Tails to fix Metal Pooch, leaving him to a happy life with Mombot.

She sat and stroked him, “THERE. THERE. WHO’S THE GOODEST BOY IN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD BESIDES MY TWO OTHER EVIL BOY SONS?”

Metal Pooch continued the animation cycle, “I AM. I AM GOODEST BOY OF YOUR TWO EVIL SONS. BARK. BARK.”

Eggman frowned, watching from a window, “Ohh... Wait, how’d he end up there!?”

Cubot still visits to give him screws as a treat.

Amy looked to her friends, “Huh, I guess the moral here is to not let celebrities take over your lives and make you forget about your real friends...” She opened her arms up to everyone but instead, T.W Barker popped up, shocking everyone.

“And always keep your contractual obligations~” he winked to the camera with a sly grin. 

“Evenwhenabluehedgehog,that’sbeentheloveofyourlifeforwhoknowshowlong,isflirtingwithyoujustbecausejealousyisapartofacopingmechanismoftennotprescribedwithourcompany’sproductremembertobrushyourteethandsayyourprayerssuckersthisistotallylegitmarketingschemes.” 

he muttered under his breath as though the legalities at the end of a radio or t.v commercials.

END.

[sassaetcie]

Secret Santa: Ari’s Present

Ortho, Kalim and Jamil meeting each other and having fun even if it not especially located during Christmas fdsklklgkl! I hope it will warm your heart, it’s my first time writing Ortho and Kalim especially :D

Merry Christmas @skyflicker @shiningskiies !!!

I – DEN – T – TY

I. Remember.

My memories. These may be filtered, I reckon. These numbers allow me to be sure, and unsure. Or unsure in the end. Are they filtered? Are they authentic? If there are filtered, I knew it. If there are not, then I may have another filter in the end. Can I be sure that they are not? I should trust Big Brother for sure... I shouldn't worry that much! I can shoot laser beam if something bad were to happen. He made me powerful! He gave me so much power! He even calculated how much I can bear, how many limits I have before breaking down, how much energy I can accumulate and release, how I can fly on a regular basis, gave me legs when I asked him to... Maybe that was selfish to ask him this but... Am I a replacement? Who is Ortho Shroud?

No.

Who is Ortho?

What is Ortho?

I know who are the Shrouds. But Ortho? Is it I? I am Ortho? Ortho is I? Big Brother seems to think I am. Therefore I shouldn't think too much of it... I cannot say that I think, therefore I am... Ortho. Or at least, not for now? Yes! I shouldn't be down for that much. No need to make such a fuss about it!

I shouldn't have written this anyway. This is not the aim of my writing. Why am I writing, anyway? I sure could have recorded. Whatever! I just want to! Probably? So I write! So I am writing! So is this [x] version of "Ortho" writing. Am I the system?

Or is the system... I?

I guess this the "Ghost in the Shell" syndrome? Or something a poet said... "I is another"?

But if humans experience this, I cannot possibly... be that different, can... I? Or perhaps this is a bias of interpretation. I... can make mistakes too.

I shouldn't make a fuss about it! It will make Big Brother unhappy... He doesn't need this! So I went out. I could make a lot of things, after all! Helping people, for example! Going out was done, then. The blue corridor, blue is the corridor. Walking through it, flying through it, is possible. Running is another obvious possibility, of course. It is only an outcome of another. The corridor, the corridor, the corridor. It was the end of it. Jumping, gliding, sliding, coming through the mirror was as easy. Although it may be dangerous if the mirror's magic were to fluctuate, according to Big Brother... I agree, though. It would definitely be dangerous. And if magic were to fluctuate, something even more ominous would be bound to exist, and happen. Therefore, it was a good thing to watch over this place. But the whole school could destroy itself with unstable students... I have to await orders, anyway. Although I'm sure my laser beam could definitely help... The mirror wasn't broken as for now. So our focus should remain the same until something get closer with bad intentions. Where should the destination be, today? People would certainly need help. And if Ignihyde could have a good name without forcing Big Brother to overwork himself... He's doing his best in his way, after all, doesn't he? He definitely does. It must be hard to understand that people can be intelligent in different ways, probably. Humans can forget, humans can learn and make mistakes. But I... haven't become arrogant nor begun to look down on them for their errors... mistakes. Mistakes. Or is it... because... I... cannot? Is it impossible for me to be a bad person? Did Big Brother remade this body? Am I someone? Am I something? Am I someone else? Let us stop there. I... cannot allow any error system to happen. I cannot. I. Yes, I just need to find some people to help, hehe! (Is it truly useful to write "hehe"...?)

A black, white and golden corridor. Black, white and golden are the corridor. Black and white are the stones, the stones are black and white. Surely, this building does not need any renovation. This one. I guess I could help pressuring the headmaster into restoring the Ramshackle dorm... but first I should do easier things. It could be troublesome if I spend my days helping and taking care of great matters... People could think Big Brother really doesn't do anything of his days. But that's not how things are... Will they listen to me, anyway? They could tell me I'm just... programmed to praise him...

Well, if that were to happen, I can threaten to shoot a laser beam to them? For sure! It should work!!! Probably? Anyway. It was time to get back to work! I had reached the end of the first corridor... Well, "first" didn't make any sense. Not that it was meant to be in the first place? How should we understand first, here? The first corridor I walked through? No, that was objectively wrong, even today. So, why first? In this situation, in this separated space? That was a possibility. Actually, very likely to be this one. Since knowing if this was the first corridor built... Oh, it would make sense if it were, though. If the mirrors of the school are the most important thing, either the mirror chamber or this one could have been built first... I should scan this place someday, perhaps. I had walked through another corridor. Yes. I could go backward as well... Even crossing my legs, probably. For they were mine. Mine... My... feet were making some noise. Although. They weren't feet. What were they? Mechanical limbs? Prothesis? How was I supposed to define something like this if the word wasn't known, either by me or the whole world? Picturing it would be so much easier. Language was still useless... telepathy sure was needed in order to reach something else! Were these creepy thoughts? I don't know... I should ask Big Brother when I go back to the dorm! But no matter in what order I use words... Nevermind! I shouldn't think about all these things. I should focus on finding someone to help! Or something to do! The garden was there. And of course, everything minus one thing probably, was there. Or perhaps a half of this one? Then it would still be one... The green was the grass, grass the was green. Green grass was the. "Colorless green ideas sleep furiously", probably... Apples, apples, apples x [x]. All around. No, I should try to enjoy this place, after all! What's the use of asking such questions? Everyone already has! Certainly! Maybe I should ask Big Brother so that I can eat one of these apples... The others look so happy when they take a bite... Sure, I should definitely ask him! He will probably be happy if I start behaving on my own! On... On my own. But I am just... reaching the same aim like this.

If I make him happy by becoming more independent... in the end, it's all and the same.

And if I behave like the simple doll I may be, then I am just a program...

Why? Why? Why? Why?

Even this number was probably programed by some external terror. If I behave like a robot, I will execute Big Brother's orders, and make his life simpler, ultimately resulting in happiness.

If I try to be more independent, and perhaps... recover potential memories? Let's be positive, yes, yes! I must have forgotten! ... This will probably make him happy too.

This is a problem.

Both of them. Lead to the same end.

Ah, why am I even thinking about this! This is far too serious, hihi! The apples look... good, though... I should definitely ask him! Big Brother is so nice and great and amazing and talented and hardworking! He will definitely pout a bit and then allow me to eat! This will be great!!! This? Yes, yes, this. That. would have another meaning. I know a lot of things, hihi! I can help so many people!  And I walked again. I could fly above the grass but walking on a soft ground was something else... It was definitely a cool new thing! I have so much to learn, like everyone! Sure, some blade of grass may end up between my feet... But I doubt it will damage or hurt myself! I meddled the green billion of individuals. They were moving next to me, because of me... or was it thanks to me? Would they be angry if I were to pass them by? Flyind didn't allow me to fiddle with them like this! Weren't we playing through reality? Some daisies were among blades of grass. Some Bellis perennis... But I may end up stomping on them, even if I'm careful? No, probably not! I could meddle too, hihi! And if I walk on these flowers, then I'll just need to be more careful next time, like everyone! And the wind was semi-cold, and enough to make my hair move. (Though this is not an important detail, I can allow myself some useless things hihi!) I remember I took a look at the surroundings. Of course the classes were over, so some students and pupils should definitely come by!

-Oh, y... h-hi, Ortho Shroud...

-Howdy, Epel!

-I h-have to go, sorry...

-Awww Ortho!! You're hereee~! You're always so cuteee, lemme take a piccc~!

-Hello, Cater, but why not!

They stopped. He stopped. The uniform looked loose on the pale, smooth, clean, made-up skin. He quickly pulled up his jacket again. Grabbed his orange hair amidst the wind.

-Aww, nevermind... You'd always be okay no matter what I ask, heeeh~?

-That's not true.

-Eeeh, really? Weren't you programmed for some specific reason, like, to make everyone happy?

-No!

-Awww, only Idia?

-Don't insult my Big Brother!!!!! He's not that selfish!!!!!! I know what I can and cannot do, what I want and don't want to do!!!!

-Aww, sorry! I didn't want to upset you, eheh... I apologize, I took the joke too far, didn't I~.

-Oh that was a joke! I'm sorry if I've had an extreme reaction... I'm just tired of hearing everyone say bad thing on Big Bro...

-Well, I'll be leavin' you, see ya~!

Perhaps I should have answered? It was probably impolite not to... But I didn't feel like to? He was right... and he hurt me!!! It wasn't nice at all!!! So I walked away again. Better help nice people, better help people who wouldn't bite the hand feeding them... Although this expression is not that nice either. Should be erased... Will ask Big Brother about it later. I... I will do this! I got this, yes! I can go to Scarabia, Kalim is... nice! So it will be alright and I will stop thinking about all these bad things! I just want to be... frolicsome! I guess!

The first corridor was definitely no more first in most of it meanings, now. Well, maybe not now but... well. And the mirror was still working properly. No shards escaping, no breaking embodying it. No spells invading it. Kalim and Jamil would surely get by soon enough. Flying sure had its advantages... Especially since Kalim could be all over the place or wandering or lolling around or... there are so many options about him! And if I don't spend my time walking nor flying absolutely I would be... If I'm not all in one or the other... No, nevermind! I might miss them if I cloud my head with useless thoughts, hihi! I had crossed my arms. The right beneath the left, the left above the right. Perhaps the left above the right and the right beneath later, if no one had appeared. Maybe I would have done so for my whole life. Neither the right arm nor the left arm could answer me, after all. No matter the order, none was probably favored by any human. Yes, useless thoughts, useless thoughts, shoo! I patted and tapped, tapped, patted, barely rattling. My fingers. On my arms. So did I to my feet. Almost toddling, not toddling anymore yet trudging somehow, pulling some tibia on the silent floor. I thought of jumping too but I wasn't sure if that was allowed or not and I didn't feel like checking since it could take some time if the school rules had been updated... and I could have missed them. Or miss them at all? I clapped my robotic squares of artificial skin. This noise wasn't especially regular. That wasn't a perfect repetition of the same instrument made for someone who was fond of that instrument. So... It was deeply useless. But... If I were to upset Big Bro... Wouldn't that mean I would... have succeeded in being independent? Since all of my acts might lead to his happiness equally... But not all humans act in order to make everyone happy so I would end up being more human? However... However...! To be more human, wouldn't that also bring me closer to Big Brother's lifegoal? That's... that is... those...

-Hey, hi, Orthooo!

-Uuuuh! Kalim! Sorry, I was... thinking about some things! But I'm definitely here to talk with you!

-Oh, is that so? Talking with Kalim, hm? What business might you have with him, though? Especially coming from the Ignihyde Dorm, and perhaps on his command... How strange, mh.

Of course, Jamil Viper would have to be there. It was, after all, the most obvious and potential situation. Some iterations might have had another Scarabia student next to Kalim. Some others might have had 0 student next to Kalim. Some might have had another [dark-skinned] + [Scarabia] student. Or even another [dark-skinned] + [Scarabia] + [long-haired] + [black-haired] student. Nevermind. Jamil was there. From the beginning... Since he could have [appe... Yes, he could have appeared later, and it would have made the whole conversation harder, I think. For Jamil could have barged in full of worries and anxiety and stress and...

-Oh, hihi, I just want to know if I could help you? I feel like helping people today, and Scarabia seems like a very nice place to help people!

-...That was definitely not expected from Ignihyde. Whatever. As long as it's not about food...

-Eeeeh, Ortho? You want to help us?! That's so, so nice!!!

-Kalim, please stop screaming here... Let us go back in Scarabia Dorm already...

-Let's go then, follow us, Ortho!

Well, that was exactly what I had expected. Kalim sure is great to cheer up others. When it comes to Jamil... Well, I expected him in most iterations. He was not a bother... As long as people didn't try to mess up with my system or insult Big Bro, it was okay, really. And Jamil didn't really fit into either of these categories... Probably because he'd rather have us as allies since... I've caused a ruckus during some past events and he seems to... think a lot? For sure he cannot be stupid... Kalim has done a lot of stupid, or at least reckless, things but these things kind of meddle for me, things by the past... and Jamil always has been able to save him somehow. I'm pretty sure he must be good when it comes to observing people and predicting their behaviors... althought it musn't be perfect since he's... no, no, no, I shouldn't be thinking like that! I shouldn't think like that at all! It's useless spiraling down again!

-Hm? I thought you had business with Kalim... yet you glance quite a lot at me, or even watch, if I may say so?

-O-oh, yes, sorry! I was thinking about lowering my body temperature since I don't want to short-circuit because of the temperature in here... I'm not really used to such high temperatures!

-Eeeh, so you can short-circuit? If you really are about to, tell me and I'll make the weather rain!

-...Kalim, you better not... You know what happens when electricity and water mix up, right?

-Oh yeah! Sorry, I wasn't sure if Ortho was made up of electricity or not!

Either way, I would better not experiment this rain he was talking about, so Jamil definitely made a good assumption, even if it were to be a wrong one, or at least untrue one. I didn't need that much to check out for the heat around even though if I were to "overblot" it would certainly worsen the whole thing. And there... Scarabia.

Golden was Scarabia, Scarabia was golden. The sky was blue, blue was the sky. And so, red were some of the cloths, some of the cloths were red, sometimes curtains hanging from some heights. Some heights, some length, some heat, some gold. Golden plates. Silver plates. Ceramic plates. Plates. Golden. Silver. Ceramic, Ceramics. Just materials and fabrics. Expected.

-K-Kalim, please don't already bring the students in your already-pending party?!

Jamil's scream was to be expected in most of the iterations. However, the exact following would have been trickier... Yes, it was great, hihi! Some sounds were already vibing and playing out of nowhere. This "nowhere" I had underestimated, after all. Because it should have been a "nowhere" for me, and not "Scarabia" immediatly. Darbuka... started playing. Along ones I mostly knew of course. But the mixing-up was just... not expected at all. Because it was not stereotyped nor perfectly known. Violin, darbuka. Drum, nays. Kalim dancing was obvious. But all around...

-Hey, Ortho, do you wanna dance before helping? I'll think about how you can help during dancing!

-Oh huh... Sure! Sure, sure! It has been a while since we've last danced, hasn't it?

It probably had been... roughly 44 days and 4 weeks. This number certainly meant something awful and yet... nothing was happening as for now. No omen was loitering around. To be fair... I semi-expected Kalim's question. He was known for his... partying side, after all. If that could be considered a "side" at all... Was that more of a core? A gem? A twig? A branch? Sure it wasn't his "whole". Perhaps a percent? Who knows. Not I by then. Dancing, waltzing, breakdancing, leaping... had been a high possibility since the very moment I had chosen to come and seek help, for them. So, I had to be prepared to dance. I probably didn't since, after all, I... probably saw it as useless, somehow. Which was in itself, useless. Since, what was to be useful, would in the end, be useful in order to bring happiness to someone. Not I. Kalim jumped. Perhaps toward the center of the room. Maybe nowhere. His arms moved to the left. To the right. To the left. To the left. Upward. Upward. To the right. To the right...

-Come on Ortho, let's have fun!!!

-H-how should I move? Like last time? I'm not sure I remember since it was not an automatical process...

My memory might have tossed this aside for data room...

-That's not a problem! Just move the way you want!

-Moving the way I want...? But I'm not a Labovian Celeste like you, Kalim...

-A Labo... I don't know what is that but you'll tell me later, I'm curious! For now, just hmmm... you know... you can dance without a programm nor downloading! So you should be able to do what you want!

-W-what kind of logic is that...!

Jamil's voice and body had become to join the dance, or rather counter-danced on his whole. If Kalim moved to the right, the left belonged to Jamil. The upward belonged to Jamil. Slowness could be Kalim's gift from the world, now.

-Ortho, you can follow one of us, then switch to the other! You will not have to follow either of us this way!

-That's... pretty much true?!

I lifted my arm in order to follow Jamil. Following Kalim would have been the most obvious way to lose any kind of independence, after all. Jamil, Ortho, Kalim. Suddenly, Kalim, Ortho, Jamil. And then... Ortho, Jamil, Kalim. Probably. Predicting their moves in order to cancel them in myself could fail. So... I had to go the other way around. I just had to avoid identical series of number next to each other. Moving twice the right arm, punching once the air, sliding with the left leg once, sliding with the right twice... It didn't have to make sense. Because this party wasn't about all performances nor feigned perfection, which I would not have been able to reach anyway.

Perfection was my domain.

Feigned perfection was that of the humans.

But entertainment could be reached by both of us.

No... I... I leaped through the airs. I spinned round and round. I danced. Probably something was feeling off but. The series of numbers was disappearing. It was, useless, data. This limb could go to the right, this one to the left. Upward, downward. I was going to all of them. The red curtains were flying to the right, to the left, upward, downward. The curtains of purple were of one wing, but of no bird belonging. Dozens of lone, free one wings waltzed along Scarabia, along Kalim, Jamil, I. Golden may have been the things, but the things may have been golden as well. Gold did not imitate the sun. Everything... Each thing. Each...

-Fewww... I'm tired, sorry Ortho, Jamil. I'm hungry and thirsty, now!

-Well, you better be since I had to cook for you once again. But I think I'm going to stop too. Not because I follow you, of course. I do not need you to know when I have to stop for my own health.

-Hey, Ortho, you want to keep on dancing? That's so cool!

I spinned round and round, again. Whether it was again or not? Whatever. It was I. I was I. Probably...

-I'm going to stop now! Can I sit with you all and... serve tea, for example?

-Sure, sure!!! You were here to help, right?! It's so cool that you can keep thinking about this, you're so nice and cool, Ortho!

-Please do serve tea before Kalim wants to. I do not want to see the dorm spending hours trying to erase the stains.

-Jamil, twas years agoooo!!! I know how to do it no~ooow, I even know how to be... aesthetic? When I do it!

-Aesthetic pouring? Oh, I think my Big Bro has shown some of these videos to me! He always thought it was interesting to add little details to characters and thought to make one of his characters do this if he were to create a big game...

-Woaaa... Is that why Idia never go outside?! Because he's busy working on so many little details?!

-Kalim, for fu... oh, fuck. For fuck's sake, be tactful...

-My brother is only living the type of life he wants to live, although I have troubles understanding in what it is a life, exactly...

-Ohhh, I see! Can you pour me some jasmine tea?

Quickly exchanged from the teapot toward the contenant.

-Ouu, that was fast! And not a single drop on the cushions...

-You really are efficient, Ortho. I didn't see you do anything weird while pouring.

-Uuh, thanks Jamil...

-Well, now give me some chamomile tea, if you will.

I poured some tea.

-Hm, hey, O-o...rtho? Can you pour me some tea, too? I'm sorry to ask, you probably don't know me at all...

-No, that's alright, I wanted to help Scarabia's students in the first place, not only the ones with the... highest places!

I held the teapot as high as I could, and poured down. It was perfectly useless. But it was fun.

No...

It was useless... therefore it was fun!

-C—c-c-can I have... tea... too... whatever the tea, the one that is easier to get!

My body, my arms, my hands, poured this liquid as closed to the cup as needed. It wasn't needed anymore, after all. I was the one choosing to make everything now! Hihi!

Jamil gulped down his drink before standing up again, towering over Kalim no matter where his casted shadow could have been.

-Well then, Kalim, I will check the kitchen. Just... in case.

-Oh yeah, yeah! I know, don't worry, you got this Jamil! You're the best!!!

I sat down next to Kalim. I didn't expect that many people to ask me for tea... But I experimented thanks to them.

-So, you have fun so far, Ortho???

-Y-yes, I think so!

Kalim shook his legs while taking a sip of his tea.

-It really looks so, but I wanted to make sure you have! Like, I don't remember seeing you looking so much around... Usually you just stare or whatever, but now! It was so, so cool! And the way you danced, I had never seen it!

-R-really?!

-Yes! It really looked like something invented on the spot! It was so genuine and cute!

I shook one of my leg too.

-It was genuine...? Do you really think so?

-Yes, yes!

My leg stopped shaking. This limb stopped moving like that.

-How can I be genuine when I'm like that... I don't even know if I'm Ortho or... something else, someone else?

-Ohhhh! Don't say that! Of course you're yourself! We're all ourselves!

-Huhhh... This is a bit hard to get, Kalim...

-Well huhhh... I think Jamil would explain better than I but gotta try to help!!! So, you think you're not "yourself"... or that you're not even human... but then, what huuuh... makes us humans, I guess?

-I'm not sure, to be fair... I feel like it's linked to feelings and unpredictability but...

-Well, then... I remember Jamil told me that humans were never entirely focused on others because it was too harsh to entirely return someone's kindness according to the person... or something like that. He scolded me and huuhhh, I don't really recall what he told but... I think it had to do with being selfish and all? He wanted to go on a trip and I told him it was okay but he started talking to me about this?

-About selfishness?! He did? He really did?!

-Y-yeah! He told me that what makes everyone into someone was probably the balance between selfishness and helping... Something like that. I probably forgot most of what he told me, nyehehe!

-Selfishness and helping... Balance... I see... Oh huh, thanks for telling me, Kalim, hihi!

-Nyehehe, you're welcome if it makes sense!

-It does, it does!

Kalim stood again. So did I. Whatever the one who did it first, as for now.

-So it's getting a bit late, shouldn't ya get back to your big bro?

-Weeeell... I think he should do fine... And if he really needs me, he can just call me for once...

-Oh!!! Alright then, come outside, who knows what the sky will look like!!!

Sure this was another instance of the blue sky. If sky could be called sky. All these things... I should leave them aside at least for now. A circle of one usual, basic color closed my world so far.

If the end of the world is but a circle to me, I shouldn't be so afraid... Yet I have been so far!

Stars were nothing but already dead fragments being erased by time.

But now... Maybe this one will disappear.

Perhaps this new "grave" will appear.

All these are technically predictable but... if I do something else, something more interesting in the meanwhile... then it won't be, right?

Why should I even predict this in the first place?

It will probably take more time but... every organism learns at its own pace. Every faltering shining star will change my day. Therefore.

These memories are mine.

Ortho or un-Ortho(dox) in the end.

Hihi.

[the-breathing-pen]

This is a 4 year old memory, but the effect that it had, is permanent, it usually strikes my mind whenever I am sitting alone. So here we go..

So, what the scene is, that we have a great person in our locality (I'll be referring to him as 'sir' here), He conducts different workshops around the year related to life and personality development, and most of the children from the localities join them. There, children are divided into teams and teams are given point rewarded tasks, based on which winners are declared after a month of task doing.

I and my younger brother usually join them since the starting but this time, when the incident took place, we were a bit late, the teams were already divided. So probably on the 4th or 5th day, I, my brother and 2 other individuals (idk why they were late too) went to join the workshop.

There were 4 teams, already divided, and based on previous tasks that they may have done, they were on rankings of 1st to 4th. I was expecting this, and it happend too, sir made 4 of us (me, my brother, 2 other people) stand infront of 4 teams and asked the teams to choose from us, which team mate they want.

As a normal person, you would want to join the team on the first ranking right? Its different with me. I wanted to join the one which was last, so that I'll do enough hardwork with them, to make them score 1st at the end. Anyways the teams didn't know all 4 of us, but I knew everyone there..

Real play begins here. As expected, sir gave the first chance to the team with least score (the 4th team) the chance to choose one among us. I was very much thinking that they'll choose me, but surprisingly they went to choose a girl. I knew that the girl was a newbie, she didn't even have any experience of group activities, but still she was a girl! What else is required to be involved in a team task! And she was chosen.

I felt a little broke, but thought, ya life! Happens! I am definitely the one to be picked next. The next chance was of the team which currently ranked 2nd last. Amazingly, they picked up a tall boy, with some colored hair, who couldn't even speak properly, over me and my brother. Reason was simple, good looks! I was like OMG! what's happening hereee!

Sad but hoped to be picked next, the chance was given to team ranking 2nd currently. A friend of mine was already the part of this team. I was a little assured that I will be picked here atleast. Know what! That wasn't my day! They chose my brother, stating that he's cute:) I don't understand that the same people who say that my brother is carbon copy of mine, are the ones who say he's more cute! I was like; okay:) cuteness, good looks, that's what we require in a team sport :( I felt of no use. The room infront of my eyes just seemed disappearing. All what was going in my mind was, I had so much of experience and I had won these prior too, still I was the one who wasn't picked! In the end I was given to the 1st ranking team.

I never felt this broke! I learned no matter how good you may be, till the time nobody knows about how beneficial you can be, they'll judge you by your name, your gender, and your looks! I was so heartbroken I didn't attend any of the workshops that month. People are people, no matter how good you are, you can't change them, people will be people...🥀

[aesjae]

[ Hyung Line ] Reaction to s/o suddenly being needy

A/N: Hello! Thank you for this request :-) I apologise for it being a bit late //-// I also excluded Markhyuck because i feel like this topic doesn’t really suit them,,, I hope you will enjoy it!

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Style/ Genre: Headcanon/ - Word Count: 1,338 Date Posted: 14 Dec 2017

Taeil 

honestly, Taeil is quite shy

hence I would say that if he had already gotten used to his s/o being quite independent 

he would quite be taken aback when his s/o suddenly starts being really needy

like when they hug him from behind all of a sudden

he would probably flinch a bit 

he would have been so confused as to who it was that hugged him

because it did feel like one of his s/o’s hugs

but it probably felt too sudden to be true

so when they start whining about how they needed Taeil to be by their side always, with them still backhugging him,

Taeil would instantly be like “Wait that’s (Y/N). wAIT THAT’S (Y/N). . .”

he would start to be quite flustered

but at the same time would be quite worried about them since he would think that something must have happened to make them like that

Johnny

for Johnny, he would probably take it easier than Taeil

Johnny is more extroverted than Taeil himself, and would probably quite like skinship too

hence when his s/o starts hugging him out of the blue and starts pouting when Johnny prepares for work

he would not be as taken aback, but would definitely start to soften up to them

“Oh, is my baby sick? Are you feeling unwell? Sad? It’s okay then, I guess I’ll be taking the day off. Come hereee”

and then he would tuck them back into bed, going under the covers with them afterwards

he would probably know that if his s/o was acting out of the norm by suddenly being needy, 

they probably desperately needed the physical and emotional support

hence he would definitely make the time and effort to be with them

cuddling up to them in bed and just making time for them overall, in hopes that they would feel better by the end of the day

Taeyong

for Taeyong

i would say 100% he would quite shy and embarrassed about it

especially when he is not used to having his s/o being so needy and so touchy

the act of his s/o suddenly cuddling up to him and hugging his arm tightly as it were their lifeline would almost be like a culture shock

“W-wah (Y/N), what are you doing? I-Is anything wrong?”

yes taeyong everything is wrong because you’re so perfect like omg please look at your face even though i know you said your eyes scared you bUT LOOK AT YOUR GORGEOUSNESS! ! AND YOU CAN COOK THAT’S LIKE AN INFINITE BONUS

like Taeil, he would quite flustered at first

“Nah, I’m fine, I’m just in need of love”

once they say this, Taeyong’s heart would melt like ice cream in summer

he would abandon everything else and just welcome them with open arms

and he would literally crush them in his embrace, stroking their hair with one hand and the other wrapped firmly around them

he would submit to their sudden neediness

before he realised he actually likes the sight of his s/o being needy

because more hugs and skinship why not

Yuta

yuta won’t have much of a reaction i suppose

he would not have much reaction to his s/o suddenly hugging him and continues doing his own stuff

but when his s/o keeps clinging to him and whining incessantly, he might start to feel a bit annoyed

but when he looks at their expression, he would realise that they were not doing it to piss him off, but were in need of some affectionate

he would stop doing whatever he was doing and would put his stuff down

cupping his s/o’s face with both of his warm hands

giving his s/o a long, loving kiss

Yuta would be understanding tbh

he knew that everybody would have random times when they just feel extremely needy

hence, that day he would try to be as affectionate as possible

and makes it obvious to his s/o that he absolutely loves and adores them

Doyoung

i would say that doyoung would be mildly surprised??

when his s/o slams softly onto his back, backhugging him,

he would go like “oof”, thinking that they threw a pillow or bolster at him

he would be about to turn around in protest, his signature “yah” already rising like bile along his throat

until he feels a pair of arms snake around his torso

and as he is turning his head back he meets face to face with his s/o

“yA- (Y/N)? ... What’s wrong?”

a hint of concern lacing his words

and when his s/o just silently shakes their head, once again resting their head on doyoung’s warm back,

doyoung would be able to get some hints from the absence of a worded answer and turn around gently and slowly,

ensuring that his s/o’s arms never get disconnected from his body

doyoung would more or less understand, especially when he would be away for a few weeks before

and he would just quietly pat down his s/o’s head, just rocking them silently to the rhythm of their synchronised heartbeats

Ten

oh- ten will be quite shocked

but we all know how ten is when he is shocked

it’s hell adorable

when ten steps into the shared apartment to be immediately greeted by his s/o 

who without a word just stretches out their arms to engulf him in a big bear hug

and ten would be like “woah woah- what’s up baby darling?”

“mmhm,” as they nuzzle their face into his clothes, “i just, really really miss you. i really missed your presence. i never knew i needed it so much.”

he would realise that that would be very out of the blue since they are seldom like that

but he will soften at those words and hug his s/o bag, rocking them gently

“i really missed you too... we both need each other, yeah? like how you need my presence and fabulous hugs and how i need you to protect me from those horrible six and eight-legged monsters”

Jaehyun

for jaehyun...

i would say that he would be one finding out that his s/o was being needy first

he would be meeting his s/o for a date

probably meeting them somewhere like a park

and he would see his s/o just sitting them on a bench near their meet-up venue, head bent down

he would probably approach them quite cheerfully

until he calls his s/o’s name and they look up at him with an unreadable expression, one that is probably a subtle mix of feeling shitty and breaking down

and somehow he would just know

he would sit on the bench, quietly, about to gently take his s/o’s head into his chest when they suddenly attack him with a ferocious hug

“i need you... :-(”

“i know. shhh, let’s just stay like this for a while, yeah?”

wow jung jaehyun what boyfriend material i hate you ily i hate that i love you

Winwin

okay but tbh i think winwin would initially be kind of confused

right when winwin is going to dance practice with the rest of the members

his s/o would stop him by hugging him tightly, wrapping their arms around his skinny ass torso like barbed wires

“please don’t go,,, i need you,,,”

winwin: ?????????? 

he would probably be confused as to what they meant and what they were doing, hence stopping his movements momentarily to stop and think

not like he could have escaped from those arms anyway

and he’ll keep thinking about those 3 words “i need you” until his face heats up 

“y-you need m-me????”

he would be a flustered chick, esp since his s/o had never really been like this before

he would probably not know how to respond to that

but would know that it would be best if he just skipped his initial plans and stayed by his s/o’s side

not intending to let his s/o’s grip on him go, but shifting his position slightly to make it more comfortable for the both of them

[br0adwa5]

deh apartment hcs

so i was just scrolling thru Tumblr Dot Com™ and I saw a post that said “does anyone else ever daydream of decorating their first apartment?” (if anyone knows who made that lmk) but anyway i saw that and was like omg if that ain’t alana and then i was like wAIT WHAT ABOUT THE REST OF THEM so here’s this. fyi this is like a college au type thing ish??

(im sotired this is kinda shitty lol)

(also thank u so much for the luv on my last two hcs? i cr ied? les get to the point sorry)

alana:

ok so this girl would obviously have the neatest apartment ever

it would probably be like a medium size ya know

white walls.

lots of white walls.

and there would be like really pretty marble countertops 

her beadspread (or whateverthefuck u call it) would probably be like grey with white little lines on it

in a pattern tho

like a cute pottery barn one

OH

she would so freaking use evan’s discount at pottery barn are u kidding me

like her entire house would look like a pottery barn catalog

anyway

idk if all apartments have this so excuse me if i sound mega stupif 

but she would use the little intercom-buzzer thing to get into the apartment to her full advantage

like if u wanted to even go up there she would legit do a full on background check

(except for zoe)

(zoe would be like “hey alana it’s-” and alana would be like “yOU CAN COME RIGHT UP”

but it would be like 

“hello who is this?”

“alana you know it’s jared. i just texted you.”

“… ok then what’s your middle name”

“aLANA”

but anyway back to what inspired this in the first place

so alana would SO plan her apartment out from when she was like young enough to understand it ya get it

like she would pick out furniture at age six

(her taste would obviously change as she got older but u get it)

and she would literally have it down to the p a i n t color

like she would walk into home depot or whatever and the worker would expect her to look around for like 40 minutes but she’d be like

“hi hello i’ll take seashell grey in the gloss finish please. make it quick.”

(i totally just made that up what the hell is a gloss finish never heard of her)

i also picture her having lots of house plants? like most of them would be fake bc she’s too busy to keep them alive but they wouldn’t look fake

yeah alana’s apartmetnt would be so put together and like clean cut and nice

zoe:

her apartment would be rad okay

i feel like it would be v hipster and cool

not like Hipster™ but like… hipster?

what am i even saying

okay

so she would definetley have a room with yellow walls

like her rooms would be painted cool colors and stuff

but yellow specifically

she just seems like a yellow person

she would have a big wall that’s all chalkboard paint

wait now im really excited about this wall oh my god

like when everyone would go over her house they would all take a chalkboard marker (real chalk makes too much of a mess) and write and draw on it

evan would do little doodles of trees and write sweet and encouraging stuff

connor would either draw a hecking masterpiece or write really small in the corner “fuk u”

there’s no in between

alana would just doodle hearts and stuff

or when she’d be over doing homework w zoe she’d try to teach her math and science and stuff on it

a w 

jared would just draw memes 

i think we can all agree on that one

but annyyywwayy

she would refuse to get anything like store bought mainstream

like she would go to little shops in the middle of nowhere

or garage sales

and get the cutest stuff 

her house would be so homey but at the same time like “wtf why is this so perfect”

l o t s of tapestries

don’t fight me on this

it wouldn’t be the regular mendala ones that a lot of people get

(but she would for sure have a few of those too)

it would be like really cool unique stuff

lots of maps of the world

tie dye

ya kniw

they would mostly be taking up all of the celing space and some wall space in her room

she would so have a polaroid camera i KNOW IT

and she would put them all on pieces of string w clothespins and string them up around her room 

all pics of her frands and stuff

awwww zoe

she’d also probably have a room just for her dog

(btw if u didn’t see my other hc i see her as having a golden retriever named kiwi)

(but anyway)

like it was supposed to be a closet sbut she just didn’t use it

so she was like “well… okay let’s do this”

and evan will spend h o u r s at a time in that room

ugh she would just have the cutest apartment v colorful and stuff

evan:

evan’s apartment would be v small

he llved with his mom the first two years of college but decided to move out because he was feeling like he made a lot of progress and was ready to live on his own (btw is it canon tht he lives w his mom first year of college? i forget lmk)

(but he wasn’t really living on his own bc connor was always over or he was at connor’s place) 

he would have a v little sitting area w a really old tv and a worn out couch that was probably free on the side of the road or cheap from a garage sale

he would have a fridge and oven and stuff but he’d mostly just use the microwave

(ho;ly shit “some people say just use a microwave…”)

(i h8 myself why why why ok moving on)

his diet would mainly consist of ramen noodles

bc he doesn’t want to leave and have to socalize with people at fast food places or the grocery store

but every once and a while zoe would come over like “evan wtf” and make him food to hold him over for a while

(uh hc that zoe’s a really good cook??/)

he would have a little bedroom with a big window in it

and his comforter would be blue with navy stripes (similar to The Shirt™ but not completley the same)

he would have lots of sticky notes everywhere

like ranging from “don’t forget to feed the dog” to “don’t worry about it, it’s probably not a big deal”

and when he was in a really good mental state he would write them and stick them in places he know he’d see when he wasn’t in the best shape

and it would encourage him to keep going

wow that’s equally heartbreaking and adorable

ok don’t fight me on this we all know it’s a thing

he would have plants. eve ry wh ere

like there wouldn’t be a single fake plant in there

but he loved them bc he felt like it made the air fresher??? like it supplied more oxygen in the room which made it easier to breathe when he was feeling anxious??

(idk i can’t really explain it but that’s how i feel when i get anxious so i feel like it would help him too)

but it would range from huge ass borderline trees to succlents the size of his thumb nail

he would have s o many succulents

he would name them all

aaaaaaaAaAAAA

and each of his friends would have a plant named after them

even though it was small he really loved his apartment

bc he worked really hard to be able to pay for it and buy the furniture and stuff

so it was like his baby

yeah that’s my boy evan handsoap!

connor:

connor’s apartment would actually be pretty big

like everything would be super super high quality and nice 

he would so have a recliner chair

you know the one i’m talking about okay

and he would spend most of his time in there

even though he def has a huge nice sectional

(btw most of his furniture is black)

when evan would come over he wouldn’t want to get up out of it

but even always wanted to cuddle

so the first time evan was like “con come over hereee”

connor just scooched over

and evan was like “??”

but just went over to him

and they were kinda squished but they loved it 

bc they were so close to eachother

AW IM SCREECHING

but yeah they would love to cuddle on the recliner

his kitchen would be p nice too

like he would have a weirdly high tech fridge and a really nice oven and stuff

but if u opened the fridge there would just be like a half dranken (that is nOT a word) bottle of mountain dew, a cheese stick, and maybe on a good day some random leftovers

(btw idk why but i see his parents buying him most of the stuff in his apartment,, this doesn’t really make sense when i think about it but i can’t not do it what am i saing now awioehfdlsnk)

his room would be nice

he would have a big bed with a black and white plaid duvet cover

omg evan would l o v e his bed

like evan of course loves his own bed but connor’s is just so comfy

(plus connor’s bed also has connor)

(anywho)

his walls would be like a greyish blue color

but his furniture would still be all black

he would have a big desk and he always kept sticky notes around for evan to doodle on if he ever got anxious

and he has an entire drawer in his dresser just for his hair ties because he has an unhealthy amount of them

at all times

partly because he wants to keep his hair up sometimes

but partly because he always wears one around his wrist to snap when he gets mad or can’t control his emotions

and he always ends up loosing them

oh also his shower in his bathroom would be BOMB like im talking it has one of those little ledge chair thingies 

and the water pressure is a plus

and evan’s shower at his apartment is like sucky so he always just showers at connors

(i mean this in the least innapropriate way possible btw jus clearing that up)

but connor would spend SO much time there

so would evan tbh

so yeh

jared:

ok guys

hear me out on this one

but i feel like jared would have a surprisingly nice apartment??

like,,, actually very nice

they would all love hanging out there when they were all together

the first time he asked them over they were like “… u sure”

they were expecting to walk into something that looked like a super crappy hotel room with garbage all over

but they walked in and were like “jared what the fuk”

because this place was nice

like,, , he would always have the most food out of all of them

(which wasn’t saying much but still)

he would have a big nice couch with lots of extra like beanbags all over

they would all have their own that they used

and his tv would be poppin okay

he would have his old wii hooked up to it

and they would constantly have mario kart tournaments

jared always insisted on being wario

for the Memes™

he would be the only one out of all of them with an amazon fire stick so they would always watch movies all together at his house

and sometimes they would just randomly take it without telling him

(i’m looking at u connor)

and he wouldn’t notice for a few days but when he did he went cRAZY

but anyway

his room would b supa cool

he would have a really nice bed

omg he would have like video game and other nerd stuff posters e v e r y w  h e r e

like everywhere

little to no wall space for anything elsee

every once in a while he would go through his camera roll and print the pictures that he liked the best to hang up on his wall

hear me out bc this is gonna sound weird

he would probably have a dead meme shrine in one of the corners of the wall on the bottom

that he started as a joke with connor and zoe once but it jst spiraled out of control until every dead meme was recognized as soon as it went out

he would have a tv in his room

not as good as his one in the living room but still

he has two tvs what even jared

that’s where he would put his xbox

and he would game all night man

ah i love jared sm

ok that’s it hope u enjoyed ahhahah

[lilgirlpost]

First Post

Hey there, it’s me (evil laugh). I’m here because someone command me 😜 (hey you)

So the first things I’m gonna tell is

“How I met you, etc”

And hereee we go.

I remember you joined the same group with me. I noticed that you, M, is the new members. You joined and didn’t talk. And you leaving the group lol.

And I got the notification, a guy named “M” text me. I still remember your profile pic is your black suit with messy tie haha 😛 (let me fix it). You’re older than me (hey brother) and so far away from meeeeeeeee.

You text me to asking some questions for your work (?) and yeah I answer them all with my knowledge haha. And you’re sooo polite, make me feels “ah this chat too formal”

Tbh, I really like it. You got good impression from me 😜.

And I said you don’t have to be formal like this, I’m open mind, so don’t worry. Firstly you keep being formal and yeah step by step lol.

We talk “formal things” 😂 we talk everyday, with formal topic lol. And I remember we play truth or dare, and I still remember

What’s the stupidest thing you ever buy with your money

Who’s your first kiss

And I forgot a lil bit lol

Someday I ask you to send your picture, because you really mysterious lol. And you said “actually I’m not sending my picture to stranger” (🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪)

but yeah, you send me 1 picture, mirror selfie with black suit. (I love your suit)

After that, we kept talking and try to not only talking in “formal things”. I don’t really know how it happens but yeah until now we talking about “anything”

You taught me something new 😏😏😏

Yeah, it’s playing with myself 😳😂

I never touch myself before, but you told me how 😂

I remember the first time I play with myself, you chat me and command me to “xxxxxx,xxxxx,xxxxx,xx,xxxxxxxxxxx”

And for the first time in my life, I came 😂 (thankyou 😝)

I don’t remember what date, but it’s June.

And I got addicted 😂, it’s so fun and feels so good 😂. So next moment, we play again. But you command me when you’re working and busy. But still it’s feels good 😝

Next moment, we try on video chat. And you said you’re on closet 😂😜, and yeah you can see me, but I can’t see you 😒. But it’s feels moreeee great than in texting. Yeah, we play so natural, don’t need “something” 😏 because it’s just get started.

Tue, June 19

You send me the contract, I still remember, you send me the contact while I’m watching movie with my brother. I read all the contract in cinema. That’s a lot of words😂 but don’t worry, I understand 90% in the contract. And I agree them all.

We got the contract, and before we playing (another moment, because we play a lot lol) you command me to bring some stuff.

P.s: this is what I remember, but I know we play a lot of times

I’m being a high school girl. You told me to wear my uniform, short skirt, and some stuff. Yeah that’s pretty fun, I gave this 4.5/5

Cheating, ah yeah this is a bit weird for me 😂, this play I act have a husband but he never having sex with me because he’s sooo busy. And you, M, is his friend and tease me 😝, it was good tho, I came a lot 😝 and made my bed getting so wet 😏(I really forgot how many times lol) I gave this 4.7/5

(+++) The belt punishment, ah I think you already know that I was so sad because you don’t believe me when you command me to playing, I said something wrong but you don’t believe me 😣 and you give me belt punishment, I do like the punishment but I hate when you leaving me because you didn’t know how to fixed my feelings, you don’t have to do anything just talk to me and I’ll feeling better.

I forgot what’s but we stop playing because your connection -_-, but we continue again and can’t remember lol.

Secretary? Ah I really love this lol, try to teasing you 😜, and I should be really horny, and yeah I’m always horny 😏. I came a lot tho 😜 I gave this 4.8/5

And the latest we play on video(?) it’s Sunday or Saturday (?) I really forgot, it’s been a while we didn’t play because you so busy. But yeah I always waiting. This one really reallyyy make me upset 😔, firstly I got the feelings, I’m on fire that time because it’s a long time we didn’t play. But in the middle of play, your connection. Arggghhhh that’s really fucked up, I was enjoy that. It’s make me so sad and I’m crying tho haha 😣. We stop that, because I’m feeling bad and didn’t want to feel it. Yeah I’m a bit disappointed. But it’s fine when you keep talking to me, at least you fixed my moods (thank you).

I know we play a lot of times, but that’s the point, and some punishment 😝don’t worry, I really enjoy the punishment tho 😛 like do the lotion things, the clips, choke, sucking 😳

And I’ll keep updating our play 😜, so that’s what I can remember 😂. And I hope you enjoy reading this M 😝. See ya in another post 👋

Ah and anyways hope you feeling much better, you have to keep healthy, I know you will getting so tired but you’re so strong, M.

See ya soon M without catching cold 😁