#as i was singing along i was like. hang on a sec....................

[kedsandtubesocks]

drive ╏ roll-a-trope fic challenge

Joel Miller x F!Reader

summary: An early birthday celebration trip for Joel arrives & you’re excited to tag along… there’s just something you’ve been meaning to tell him about

prompt: #2 - road trip

warnings/tags: no explicit warnings but all my writing is 18+ only so MDNI, no use of y/n, pre-outbreak canon, established relationship, brief pov switch, light gendered language usage, Sarah Miller being the best, thoughts of marriage & children, hidden/surprise pregnancy, fluff & then ending angst (I’m sorry)

word count: 2k

a/n: thank you so much to @burntheedges for putting on this challenge for us, I’m so grateful to be a part of this thanks again Kate! Divider by the amazing @saradika-graphics (thank you & ily) & to you, if you’re reading this - thank you so much ♡

The drive from Austin to Corpus Christi was not one Joel took often, but this time it’s special.

This is first road trip with his girls, you and Sarah. It’s an early birthday week celebration for him. And honestly? He could just be on the road, driving around all day with no destination, and he wouldn’t mind a damn minute.

You by his side, Sarah in the back singing along to the radio - he never thought he’d ever find this slice of heaven before him.

He knew how nervous you were about the trip, knowing this would be another big step in the relationship. But with how effortlessly natural it was seeing you wake up in his bed, help pack the truck, even make breakfast for Sarah… a settling sensation filled his chest like you were always meant to be here, like realizing you were a finishing stitch into Joel’s life.

It’s a perfect early birthday treat he wants to savor forever.

With the windows rolled down, the traces of the morning sunlight illuminating the air, the beat of the radio, and you laughing at something Sarah said, Joel Miller is beyond content. The scenery from the Austin city limits blurs into soft hills that turn into stunning stretches of green. Then the towering palm trees arrive.

The few benefits of the Texas heat is still getting beach days in mid September.

The shimmer of the ocean already in sight perks Sarah up, and Joel beams.

“Dad, we have to go to those beach shops first please.” She urges, then eagerly explains to you the lure of the way too ridiculous tourist trap spots.

“Some even have these huge fake sharks in front you can take pictures with.” Sarah paints the image with brilliant excitement.

You’re glancing back at Sarah, hanging on her every word with graced patience, and Joel thinks his heart might melt out of his ribs.

He’s found something special here with you. He almost feels selfish at how badly he wants to hold onto it tight, never let you go.

As promised, before heading to the shoreline, Joel stops by a tourist shop that has a very large plastic shark wide with its teeth open before the door.

You laugh, twinkling and brilliant seeing it.

“See I told ya!” Sarah laughs happily.

“Oh we gotta take all the pictures with it.” You eagerly suggest and Joel wonders…

If maybe inside he grabs one of those ridiculous sea shell rings and propose to you right here and now.

-

The shop stands coated in a unique type of plastic over coated painted wonder. There’s a painted mural of seagulls flying over a bright pink sky on the wall. Another wall is coated top to bottom in various t-shirts that make you and Sarah giggle. So many wind chimes made of seashells hang from above.

You can’t believe your eyes trying to soak it all in.

“They even have hermit crabs here?” You’re a bit surprised at the rows of take home creatures that crawl around in their containers.

“Yes, ugh I’ve been trying to convince dad to let me get one for years.” Sarah sighs slightly pouting. “But he isn’t a fan.”

“Say it’s his birthday present.” You joke, and Sarah snickers.

You adore Joel’s daughter. Sarah is bright, incredibly clever and sweet, a pure wonder you’re grateful has allowed you into her and her dad’s life.

She even has been secretly telling you what she might be getting Joel for his birthday.

“I think I’m gonna just end up fixing his watch for him. I know he won’t ever do it himself.” She’s a considerate and deeply caring soul. Something she takes after her dad beautifully.

“Well if you need me to cover for you or take you, I can help.” You offer.

Sarah turns to you wearing the kindest smile and thanks you for the offer.

“But I think I got a plan. If it doesn’t work out though, trust me you’re my first alibi.” She nods firm.

“I’m honored, just don’t have me breaking you out of jail just yet.” You grin, and she playfully nudges you.

It’s affectionate. You learned fast the Millers love to tease, love showing their affection with quick wit and deep bonding. You’re grateful to be a part of that now.

Sarah eventually wanders back to Joel. You wonder if she’s really going to try and persuade him to get a hermit crab.

Wandering on your own now, you stumble across more clothing.

Specifically, you find yourself gravitated to the baby clothes section.

The small little onesies with dolphins on them, and the few cute shirts that say my first beach trip, all tug at your heart.

It takes everything in you not to grab one.

But you don’t want to spoil your birthday gift to Joel, not yet. You just found out earlier this week after all.

You just had to wait a little longer. You hope it will be worth it.

Before Joel or Sarah can spot you, you try finding one of the Millers first. Sarah of course chats with one of the cashiers at the hermit crab counter, and you snicker walking towards Joel. He stands surveying the kitschy fish wall decorations.

“I think we’re going to be going home with an extra little crawling critter. Sarah’s persistent.” You smirk.

Joel rolls his eyes.

“She can try all she want, but we ain’t taking a damn crab home.” He drawls out with a classical grumpy Joel pout. “Unless it’s fried.”

You snicker moving to lean against his side while an indescribable affection, a cotton candy delicate sweetness, blooms in you and you haven’t even gotten to the beach yet.

Joel must sense it too. His arms immediately draw you into him more, and he kisses the top of your head.

“Glad we took this road trip.” He mutters soft.

“Me too.” You agree rubbing his back.

“Sarah said we should make it yearly thing.” He adds.

“We should. Good way to celebrate your birthday early.” You fondly say.

He huffs. “Don’t want any crazy celebration I told ya. Just my girls, Tommy, and maybe a cake, that’s all I need.”

“Nothing crazy huh?” You tease soft.

“Baby, haven’t had a crazy birthday since I was twenty and ain’t wanted one since.” He snorts.

Now slight fear tugs at you. Maybe you should tell him your surprise now, or sooner than expected.

“Hey,” Joel’s soft warm hand moves to your face letting his thumb softly rub your jaw. “Y’okay, darlin’?”

You swallow hard, but nod with a smile.

“Yup just ready to get to the beach.” You half lie.

“Me too,” then he leans down closer to your ear. “Can’t wait to see how fuckin’ sexy you’ll be in that swim suit of yours-”

“Joel Miller.” You cry playfully aghast and swat his chest.

Joel rolls his eyes, yet a smile tugs at his lips.

Soon enough Sarah calls out for her dad causing you and him to slowly pull away.

The beach is calling too after all.

-

The rain patters a soft steady melody against the truck. You’re thankful everyone got in a few good hours in the waves, soaking in the nice weather, before the rain drops began. A downfall to Texas weather is its unpredictability.

Sarah sleeps soundly in the back tired out from enjoying the beach.

Sitting in the passengers detached in the cozy warmth of the truck, you even catch your eyes dropping shut every now and then.

“Get some rest, sweetheart. We still got a few hours on the road.” Joel, ever considerate, softly says over the radio.

You decide to maybe just rest for a little bit, settling into the seat more.

“Sorry we didn’t get to spend a full day at the beach.” You mutter, closing your eyes.

“Don’t be sorry, honey,” Joel reassures warm. His hand slides over to squeeze your knee closest to him across the counsel.

“Today was great.” His voice is thick, earnest in the buried emotions waiting for you to sink into. Now opening your eyes again, you glance over to Joel.

The soft stormy lighting coats him dreamy and cozy. His hair is even still fluffed up from the sand and sea, the picture perfect dreamy vacation man or possibly a mythical sea god you’ve luckily caught onto land. He’s incredibly handsome, your Joel.

“Thanks for coming.” He adds above a soft whisper.

“Thanks for letting me tag along.” You reply back just as soft, delicate.

“Of course,” his eyes flicker to you briefly. “Here’s hopin’ to many more trips together.”

Your heart swells, and you wonder if you might just get swept into the current of Joel Miller forever.

“Here’s to more trips together.” You repeat, solidifying his words into your soul.

You hope he’ll be happy with the news you have. You’re still hesitant about it, but right now, simple tender peace envelopes you right now in this moment.

“Love you, Miller. Happy early birthday.” You say half asleep as the exhaustion creeps in.

“Thanks baby, love y’too.” His voice floats in with the rain drops, and it's beautiful.

Your eyes glance out at the misty road blurring before you and how the rain paints the world in a water color soaked dream. Closing your eyes, you decide to get some sleep on this drive.

Maybe you will tell him about your surprise when you get home.

Then Joel’s phone buzzes.

From what you catch, it’s Tommy. Must be something about work because Joel’s voice low takes on his contractor big brother boss tone.

“Yeah, I’ll check it out when I get home.” He sighs annoyed, tired.

Joel’s been so busy this month. You even know how much it took for him to take time for this trip.

A heaviness weighs you down, and a slight edge of guilt follows. Maybe you’ll wait to tell him on his actual birthday. Surprise him with the little longhorn onesie you bought ready to show him and of course Sarah.

In the truck, you simply slip into the cocoon of crystalized peace here. You already dream of another beach trip, the next time maybe with a baby car seat in the back and Sarah happily cooing over her sibling…

And your hand holding Joel’s staring out at the road ahead, hopeful for this new path with him.

-

Sarah’s morning knock jolts you and Joel up wearily out of bed.

“Didn’t know we slept in so late.” Joel mutters, dragging you closer into his sleepy hold.

“Mhm, early birthday sex would do that to ya.” You reply with a grin.

Today’s the day.

“Happy birthday baby.” You whisper adoringly, pressing your lips to his, basking in this moment with him.

“Thanks sweetheart.” His warm sleepy voice drips molten sin, and it’s hard fighting the urge to call into work today and begging Joel to do the same.

The morning is eased, perfectly Joel. Sarah even cooks eggs for everyone and soon enough Tommy joins.

A part of you wants to blurt out your announcement now with all the Millers here, but then contract work again takes over the focus of the conversation. Then the weird news announcement about Jakarta shifted the conversation. But you try not to worry about it.

Today would be a good day.

It’s Joel’s day after all.

As Joel talks to his neighbors, Sarah makes an excuse about forgetting something then drags you off to the side.

“Dad’s gonna forget a cake, I just know it.” She sighs knowingly.

“Don’t worry, I’ll pick one up.” You reassure her warm.

She beams warm then hugs you tight.

Normally Joel drives you to work, but now with the mission of picking up the cake, you use the excuse of needing to stay late as to why you take your car.

Joel pouts but gives you a sweet see you later kiss.

Tommy almost seems to know something is up cause he winks knowingly at you.

It’s a soft morning, a rare beautiful day already with Austin traffic being somewhat manageable.

You happily reassure yourself you’ll tell Joel about the baby when you get home from work. You hope to

surprise him with a cake and then the little extra sweet announcement with it.

Still sitting in Austin traffic, the radio again discusses the news of Jakarta now going on lockdown. The somber tone sends a chill up your spine. You simply change the radio to another station.

You let your mind return to that possible dream of the road trips to come, and of the little onesie sitting in your work bag waiting.

Today is going to be a good day. You just know it.

[lalalovejay]

|| NDA || ~ Lee Heeseung

♤Pairings: idol!heeseungXfem!fangirl!reader

♤Synopsis: Attending the New York show for Enhypen's first world tour, you find yourself in quite the predicament when a man approaches you and your best friend with a question that leaves you absolutely flabbergasted.

"Would you be willing to sign an NDA?"

♤Warnings: just straight up smut with a little plot, dom!heeseung, sub!reader, protected sex, cunnilingus(f!receiving), p in v, use of pet names (good girl, sir, princess, angel), use of derogatory names (slut, whore), blowjob(m!receiving), fingering(f!receiving), hair pulling, choking, I think that's it

♤Author's Note: This is 1000000% delusional and not based on any true stories. This is my first time writing smut on this platform, so please give me some feedback to help me do better next time! I would really appreciate it:) Also, this has been in my drafts for monthsssss so I finally finished it lol

(MINORS DO NOT INTERACT)

"Hey, you ready to go?" Lucy asks you as she pulls on her boots.

"Yeah, one sec." You say before applying lipgloss over your red stained lips.

Grabbing your bag and lightstick, you follow your best friend out of your hotel room. Lucy skips down the hallway as you laugh at her giddiness.

"I can't believe we're actually gonna see them live! I'm so fucking excited!" Lucy squeals as you both reach the elevators.

Pressing on the button, you look over at her with an excited smile on your face.

"I can not wait to see Jake in real life. I'm so down bad for that man." You sigh at just the thought of him.

Lucy giggles and agrees.

"I need Sunghoon to read my sign and send me a kiss. After that, I can die in peace." She jokes along with you.

The elevator doors ding open before you both step in. Pressing the button for the lobby, you both patiently wait for the elevator to reach the ground level before stepping out.

"What if during Polaroid Love they come up to our section?! Please! I need Heeseung to sing to me!" Lucy groans as she imagines the man staring deep into her eyes as he serenades her.

You giggle at your friend who begins to daydream of concert scenarios.

"If they do come up to our section, I hope I can get Jake's attention." You say as you look down at the Jake photocard that hangs on your concert bag.

"I mean, we're hot. We're bound to get someone's attention, right?" Lucy jokingly says as you two exit the hotel doors and walk to the subway station.

After taking the subways to the venue, you both get in line as the time for the show to start inches closer. You both were able to get your hands on some freebies and banners while you waited.

Going through security and finding your seats, you two excitedly take pictures and videos of the venue and other fans in the crowd as you all wait for the show to begin.

"Holy shit! Holy shit! We're actually here!" You squeal at Lucy, who matches your energy as she holds your hand.

"Please! I need one interaction, and I'll be the happiest girl alive!" She says as she stares at the stage a few feet away from where your section was.

You two were able to find fairly good seats with an amazing view of the stage on the right side of the venue. Only a few rows up and at the end of the row in the aisle. Praying that the boys would come up to your section when they performed Polaroid Love.

Soon, the intro music began to play as the lights dimmed. The VCR begins playing as everyone screams. Lightsticks waving in the air as the screen begins moving. The 7 members of Enhypen on stage ready to give a performance of a lifetime for their loving fans.

You and Lucy scream as your biases face pop up on the big screen. Their stares are very intense as they each get into position to perform their opening song.

"HOLY FUCKING SHIT! JAKE MOTHER FUCKING SIM!" You scream as he pops up on screen once again.

The concert goes on as planned. Each performance leaves everyone in awe. You and Lucy fangirling like no other. On this particular night, the fans had come up with a project for Heeseung as it was his birthday. While the members had their talking moment, the fans began singing Happy Birthday when the screen showed Heeseung. His smile was wide as he listened to the fans and members sing him a happy birthday.

In that moment, something switched in you. You always knew that Heeseung was a very attractive man. He was everything a girl wanted. Tall, handsome, funny, sweet, and good at everything.

"I think he just bias wrecked me with that smile." You tell Lucy as your eyes stayed glued onto Heeseung, who laughs slightly as he says his words.

Lucy laughs as she follows your line of sight to the man. His hair had been styled to show his forehead. He was absolutely glowing on his birthday.

"Don't tell Jake." You jokingly threaten Lucy as she shakes her head with a knowing smile on her face.

"Little Miss, I only want Jake Sim, is finally joining the dark side. Lee Heeseung will eventually have you wrapped around his finger. It's a canon event." Lucy says in a matter of fact tone as she goes back to ogling over Sunghoon, who began speaking.

For the rest of the night, your eyes tried to stay on Jake, but you found yourself searching for Heeseung every now and then. His stage presence was very overwhelming, and had you wishing you could see his beautiful face up close.

When Polaroid Love began playing, you and Lucy sang along, not really getting your hopes up of them coming to your section. The moment they ran off stage and began roaming the crowd, you and Lucy screamed in happiness.

Suddenly, the spotlight was shown in your section. You and Lucy look at each other with wide eyes.

"No.fucking.way." She says as you both look back at the group of boys making their way to your section.

You and Lucy scream, even louder, as they get closer. Jungwon leads the way as Jake, Niki and Heeseung follow behind. You and Lucy both stand next to each other as they walk by, Jungwon giving you both a kind smile and a high five. Jake smirks slightly as he sees the 'Jake' sticker on your lightstick. Lucy records the whole thing. Jake sends you a flying kiss before walking further up. Your eyes were too focused on the man to notice that Heeseung was standing directly in front of you after Niki passes by finishing Lucy's hand heart. Lucy pulls on your shoulder to get your attention, her own mouth agape as Heeseung stands in front of you both.

You swing back around and come face to face with a pair of dark eyes, a glint of playfulness swimming in them. You gasp as Heeseung smirks, bringing the mic to his lips as he begins singing to you. Your eyes widen as his eyes stare deeply into your own.

He sends a wink before following after the other boys who begin making their way back to the stage.

"OH MY GOD WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?!?" Lucy screams as she shakes your shoulders.

"I DON'T FUCKING KNOW!" You scream back as you both fangirl over your interactions.

"I GOT IT ON CAMERA!" Lucy realizes as she looks down at her phone in her hand.

"Send it to me!" You say as you look back to the stage where they continued performing.

As the night goes on, you could have sworn that Heeseung had been glancing at your section for the rest of the concert. He interacted more with your side, and his eyes found your own a few times throughout the night.

"He wanna fuck." Lucy jokes as she catches Heeseung looking over again.

You chuckle as you enjoy the moment. Trying not to feel super flustered at the whole interaction you had with Heeseung knowing that he was just really good at fan service and you didn't want your delusions to get the best of you.

As the concert comes to an end and you all sadly have to say your goodbyes, the screen closes on the members as the lights turn on once again. You and Lucy stay seated as everyone around you picks up confetti and takes pictures or videos.

"I'm shook. Sunghoon sent me a kiss. I can die happily." Lucy dreamily says as she rewatches her concert videos.

"Let me see the Heeseung interaction again, I need to relive it." You ask Lucy as she scrolls through her camera roll to find the video.

Just as she was about to press play, you felt a tap on your left shoulder. You quickly look up to see who it was that had tapped you. A young Korean man stood before you both. The staff lanyard hanging around his neck.

"Yes?" You ask curiously.

You hoped you hadn't done anything wrong for the staff to come to you personally.

"Hi, I'm part of the staff traveling with the artists. I was asked by their manager to come get you both. He has a few questions and would like to talk." He tells you in a hushed voice so no one else could hear.

Lucy looks at you confused. You look back at her with the same expression.

"Uh, sure?" You say as you get up.

He leads you both towards the exit and into a door that says, 'Employees Only'. Lucy looks over at you nervously as you walk down a narrow hallway bustling with staff cleaning up. The man leads you to a door that says 'Management' and knocks twice.

"Come in!" A voice booms from inside.

He opens the door and steps to the side to allow you both to enter. You look over at Lucy uneasily but step in anyway. There were a lot of people around, so if anything happened, you would be able to scream for help. Lucy follows behind you hesitantly, and the man shuts the door once you both enter.

Two men sit on the couch and chair of the room as you both stand there awkwardly. You notice that the two men were Enhypen managers. Recognizing them instantly because of airport photos.

"Hello! I'm Sejin. Please, sit." The older man introduces himself and gestures to the two chairs across from them.

You look over at Lucy, who just shrugs and takes a seat. You follow her move and sit in the chair beside her.

"Are we in some sort of trouble?" Lucy asks as her eyes glance around the room nervously.

"Not at all! This discussion has to be private in order to protect our artists' image, so we asked to see you in private without the prying eyes and ears. My name is Woobin, by the way." Another manager tells you both.

"So what is this about?" You ask curiously.

Your eyes narrow in on the papers and pen sitting on the table in front of you all. The big letters, 'NDA', are boldly printed at the top. Your eyes widen slightly as you realize what's about to happen. You had only heard stories of this type of thing and never expected it to happen to you.

"Before we discuss any further. Would you be willing to sign an NDA? We can not disclose the topic of this conversation unless we have your full trust that you will not leak, speak, or even hint at having this conversation with us." Sejin asks the two of you.

You look over at Lucy, who looks back at you with wide eyes. Both of you realized exactly what they wanted to talk about.

"Before you make any decisions, may I ask your age and for your ID to confirm?" Woobin asks.

"I'm 21, and she's 20." You say as you and Lucy pull out your own IDs to show them.

Woobin looks it over before handing them to Sejin, who examines them as well. He nods his head before handing them back to you.

"So, will you sign? If you don't feel comfortable with it, it is understandable, and we'll have another staff member walk you two out safely." Sejin reassures you both of your safety.

"I'll sign." Lucy is the first to speak up.

You look at her in bewilderment.

"Lucy." You say her name to gain her attention.

"What? I want to know what they want to talk about. Besides, it's only an NDA. If you read the fine print, you should be fine before signing." Lucy says as she grabs the papers that lay on the table.

You sigh and grab them as well. Reading through the pages, eyes scanning over every printed word down to the page number that is printed on the bottom corner.

"Are you seriously gonna do this?" You ask Lucy.

"When will we ever get the chance to sign an NDA contract with an idol groups manager that we stan? Never. So, yes, I'm doing this." Lucy says as she gives the two men a small smile and picks up the pen to sign her name on the contract line.

You sigh as you contemplate for a little longer. You don't want Lucy to go through this alone. Worried about her safety you stupidly sign your name on the contract as well.

Handing the two contracts back to Woobin, he and Sejin sign their own names and place the contract into a small folder.

"Perfect. Now we can get to talking. The reason for this conversation is that 2 of our artists have asked to meet you both. If you agree, we will have a staff car pick you up from your accommodations and bring you to the artist hotel where you two will meet. Whatever happens between you both must be consensual, or it will be a breach of contract. It must be kept secret and hidden from others, or it will be a breach of contract. Do you both understand?" Sejin begins explaining.

"Yes." You and Lucy say.

"Good. If you would like to meet the 2 artists, you can give us a call at this number, and we will send a car to pick you up. This is all with your own consent, of course. If you decide not to, this conversation will stay between us, or it will be a breach of contract. We will not force you two to do anything you do not consent to. Our top priority is the safety of our artists and of you if you choose to meet with them." Sejin continues and hands you both a small card with only a phone number printed on it.

"Can I ask who the 2 artists are? And which of them asked for who?" Lucy asks them.

"Our artists Sunghoon and Heeseung. Sunghoon has asked for you, Miss Lucy. And Heeseung has asked for you, Miss (Y/N)." Woobin informs you both.

Lucy looks over at you in shock. Her bias had asked to meet with her. While you, on the other hand, had your bias wrecker of the night asking to meet with you.

"Oh 100% I am A okay to meet with Sunghoon." Lucy squeals as the information settles in.

You couldn't believe this was actually happening. Lee Heeseung had asked to meet with you. You. Of all the people he saw in that crowd tonight.

"Well, we have Miss Lucy's consent. How about you, Miss (Y/n)? If you still need time to think about it, we completely understand and will be a phone call away awaiting your answer." Sejin says.

"Okay." You whisper.

"I'm sorry?" Sejin asks, not hearing you properly.

"I said okay. I agree to meet with Heeseung." You tell him a little louder.

Your heartbeat drums in your ears as you continue to let the information sink in. Lucy squeals happily beside you as the two men give you both a reassuring smile.

"Great! You're more than welcome to return to your accommodations. The 2 should be back in their hotel rooms right about now. Since today is Heeseung's birthday, he will be doing a live before meeting with you. Will you both be okay with meeting the two around 12:30 am?" Sejin asks.

Lucy quickly nods her head.

"Yes! We'll be ready by then." She answers for you both.

Sejin smiles.

"Perfect. Just call the number when you're ready. Woobin will escort you ladies out. It was nice meeting you both." Sejin says and reaches his hand out for a handshake.

You take his hand and give it a firm shake in gratitude as Lucy does the same after you. Woobin gestures for you two to follow him out of the room and back into the once bustling hallway. The staff had cleaned up pretty much everything, and the hallway was now empty. He leads you towards the exit and allows security to walk you out the door.

Once you two make it outside, Lucy jumps up in excitement.

"Oh my god....that just happened." You finally realize the situation you were both in.

"I'm gonna get dicked down by my bias. This is fucking wild." Lucy laughs as she wraps an arm around your shoulders.

"I knew Heeseung wanted to fuck when he came up to you with that look in his eyes. He wanted you so bad, I'm telling you." Lucy says as you both walk back to the subway station.

Getting back to your hotel room, Lucy quickly rummages through her luggage for something presentable to wear for Sunghoon.

"Good thing we got waxed for this trip." Lucy jokes as she pulls out an over-sized button-up and a pair of biker shorts.

"I'm gonna rinse off the sweat from the concert. Feel free to look through my clothes if you don't have anything." Lucy winks at you before walking into the bathroom.

It was currently 11:56pm. Your weverse notifies you that a member of Enhypen was now live. Unlocking your phone, you click on the notification that brings you to the app and into the live. On the screen pops up Heeseung with his birthday cake. He's dressed in a black hoodie with the hood up. His dangly earrings sway every time he moves his head.

His bare face takes your breath away as you realize that you will be meeting with this man in less than an hour. You quickly rummage through your luggage for something to wear as the live continues playing in the background. Opting for something casual yet easily accessible, you pull out a pair of spandex and a hoodie. Opting for the only matching set you brought with you, the lacy white set begs for you to wear it and finally get some action. You weren't even sure what possessed you to bring a lingerie set in the first place, but you thanked the gods you did.

Lucy comes out from the bathroom dressed in her button-up and shorts. Her hair had been recurled slightly to give it a little more volume. You could tell she had retouched her makeup as well.

"Heeseung is live right now. I'm gonna rinse off as well and change." You tell Lucy as you walk into the bathroom with your clothes.

Lucy immediately snatches your phone and watches the live. Giggling as she realized the other members had entered and began celebrating with him.

After you get ready and make sure you have all your things, Lucy dials the number on the card. It was currently 12:23 am. The person on the other line asks for the hotel name and says that a car would be ready for them in 10 minutes.

Nerves settle into the pit of your stomach as the time inches closer and closer.

"Am I really about to have a one night stand with Lee Heeseung?" You ask Lucy who only laughs at your question.

"Yes. You're about to get a taste of South Korea." She winks at you before pulling you out the door and towards the elevator.

The entire ride to the hotel had your stomach in twists. Nerves eating at you as you enter the hotel Enhypen and their staff were currently staying in. You play with the hem of your hoodie as you both ride the elevator up to the floor the members are currently staying on.

"Sunghoon is in room 70G, and Heeseung is in 72G." The staff member informs you both as you reach the 7th floor of the hotel.

"Thank you." You say to the staff member as you exit the elevator.

Lucy holds your hand tightly as you walk down the quiet hallway towards the rooms. Your eyes scan the numbers on the doors, searching for the one that currently occupies the idol who had asked to meet you. You both reach 70G first. Meaning Lucy will be leaving you alone for the rest of the night.

"Have fun." Lucy winks at you before knocking on the door.

A moment later, the door is being pulled open by none other than Park Sunghoon himself. His eyes glance over at you for a second before going back to Lucy.

"Hi." He says quietly as he opens the door a little wider for Lucy to enter.

Lucy gives you a thumbs up before stepping in. Sunghoon bows his head slightly to you before shutting the door behind Lucy.

You mentally curse at yourself as you awkwardly walk to the room with 72G plastered on its door. Taking in a deep breath, you bring your hand up to knock on the door. You hear shuffling and the sound of someone walking over before the door is being pulled open. Heeseung stands before you with his hood still on the way you had seen it when you were watching his live earlier.

"Hi." You manage to squeak out as Heeseung's eyes look you up and down.

A different look in them now compared to the sweet eyes you had seen on his live. He smirks slightly.

"Hi." He says back to you before stepping aside and pulling the door open wider to allow you entry.

You nervously step forward and enter the hotel room. Heeseung closes the door behind you both and leads you further into the room. You see the partially eaten cake sitting on the desk and the fallen balloons on the second bed.

"Uh, I just ended the live not too long ago, so don't worry about the camera." Heeseung reassures you as he points at the camera that sits on the tripod in front of the cake.

You already knew that because your phone had been playing his live the entire time you were on the way over. He had ended the live before you reached his door.

"No worries!" You smile up at the man before you.

His height towering over your small frame as you awkwardly shift from leg to leg. Heeseung chuckles before taking your bag from your hand and setting it on the table behind him.

"So, what's your name?" He asks you as he sits down on the rolling chair and gestures for you to take a seat on the edge of the bed.

You follow his lead and sit down before stuffing your hands in your hoodie pockets out of nervousness. Heeseung was wearing a pair of gray sweats along with his black hoodie that looked so good on him. His face looked 10 times better bare. His smile sent arrows into your heart, whereas his smirks sent a chill down your spine.

"My name is (Y/n)." You tell him as your eyes dart around the room.

Heeseung finds you cute as you try not to make eye contact with him.

He chuckles before getting up from the chair and standing in front of you. Your eyes widen as you look up at him from your seated position. The tension filling the air quickly. His eyes hooded as he looked down at you with his bottom lip tucked between his teeth.

"You're very pretty." Heeseung compliments you.

He brings a hand up to cup the side of your face. Thumb pressed gently on your bottom lip.

"Is this okay?" He asks you.

You can't speak. Only nodding your head slightly.

"I need words, princess. Can I touch you?" He asks.

His voice two tones deeper than usual. The arousal clear in his eyes. You feel the butterflies swarming your stomach at the pet name.

"Yes." You say as you continue looking up at him with slightly wide eyes.

Heeseung smirks.

"Good girl." He says before pressing his thumb past your lips and onto your tongue.

You raise a hand up to wrap around his wrist gently. Closing your lips around his thumb, you suck on his finger. Heeseung chuckles at the sight of you.

"Are you gonna let me ruin you tonight, angel?" Heeseung pulls his thumb from your mouth to allow you to answer him.

"Yes, sir." You find yourself falling into submission for him rather quickly.

Heeseung's eyes darken at the name given to him.

"How do you like it, baby? I won't do anything that makes you uncomfortable." Heeseung asks.

Reassuring you that he won't take advantage of you and will abide by your consent.

"I like it rough, sir. Wanna cry for you. Wanna make you feel good, sir." The confidence rising in you as Heeseung's eyes eat you up.

"Fuck." He groans before leaning down to crash his lips against your own.

Your hands find their way into his hair, gripping at the roots as one of his hands wraps around your throat gently, and the other slides up your hoodie to grip your waist. Pushing you down on the soft bed, lips smacking, teeth clashing, tongues colliding. The kiss is heated and messy as you both move further up along the bed to get into a more comfortable position.

Heeseung has his knees on either side of your hips, trapping you beneath him. His hand that grips your waist moves up slightly to touch the underside of your right boob. You sigh at the feeling of his some what rough hands on your skin.

"Take it off." Heeseung commands, gesturing to your hoodie.

You waste no time sitting up slightly to pull off your hoodie and toss it to the side. Your white lace bra cupping your tits perfectly on display for Heeseung to see. He moans slightly at the sight, his hands coming down to grope them.

"You look so pretty in white, angel. Is this all for me?" Heeseung asks.

You moan at his touch. Heeseung places kisses from your jaw down to your neck. Sucking harshly and leaving marks down your clavicle to your chest. One of his hands pulls down the lacy cup of the bra and frees your left breast. Nipples hard as your arousal kicks in. Your hands grip the sheets beneath you.

"Yes, sir. All for you." You moan out when he begins teasing your nipple.

Heeseung wraps his lips around the free breast, sucking and biting on your nipple while his other hand continues groping your other one. Giving both of your boobs plenty of attention. You feel the wetness pooling in your panties at the stimulation.

"So good, sir." You moan.

Praising Heeseung for the pleasure he's giving you.

Heeseung pulls away to slip off his own hoodie. Staring down at you with lust filled eyes. You admire his body. Lean and fit. His abs faintly showing and his v-line directing your eyes to his achingly hard cock straining against his sweatpants. Just the outline alone had you drooling. He was big. Long and thick.

Heeseung smirks down at you as he catches you shamelessly gawking over his naked torso.

You gulp slightly as you meet his dark eyes once again.

"You can touch me, angel." He chuckles.

Your hands move on their own accord as they roam down his chest. Feeling his hot skin beneath your palms. Every dip of his muscles. You were in absolute shock that you were touching one of your idols in this way.

Heeseung places a hand on your own, guiding you further down to where he wanted to feel you the most. Palming his hard on with your own soft hands, he groans at the contact.

"Was thinking about this the entire time I was performing. Saw you screaming so prettily for us. Wanted to hear you scream my name only." Heeseung tells you.

You gasp as he wraps your fingers around his clothed cock. Your thighs squeezing together underneath him.

"Wanna see you, sir. Wanna have my mouth full of you, please." You whine.

He smirks at your words.

"Anything you want, princess." Heeseung says before sliding off the bed to help you down on your knees.

You stare up at him through your lashes as you slide his sweatpants further down his hips and past his mid thigh. Dragging his briefs down with it. His aching cock springing up to gently slap at his lower stomach. The tip red and leaking with precum. His dick print did nothing in preparing you for his actual bare cock. It was a pretty pink with a few prominent veins from the base to the tip. He was long and fairly thick.

You lick your lips as you look up at Heeseung for permission to continue. He chuckles before pulling on your hair and holding it back for you.

"Go on, angel." Heeseung gives you the go.

You wrap a hand around his base, squeezing slightly to get a good feel of his weight. He hisses through his teeth when he finally feels your soft hands wrapped around him. His dark eyes never once leaving your dirty ministrations below him. You collect some saliva into your mouth before spitting on his cock. Using it as a lubricant to move your hand quicker up and down his dick. He groans as you wrap your lips around the head of his cock. Sucking lightly and licking his slit. Your other hand comes up to grope his balls. Toying with them as your lips move further down his hard length. The feeling of your warm mouth wrapped around him has Heeseung in a daze.

"Fuck. You're not an angel at all. You're just a filthy cock whore aren't you? Letting someone you don't even know fuck your mouth like this. I'm gonna fuck you so hard and ruin you for anyone else. Not even Jake would be able to please you like I will." Heeseung harshly says as he takes over and thrusts his cock down your throat.

You gag slightly at his sudden move. Not prepared yet to take him so far. Your eyes water as he pulls out of your mouth with his tip resting on your bottom lip. Heeseung smirks before slipping his cock back in your mouth, fucking your face for his own pleasure. You said you liked it rough so Heeseung was gonna give you just that.

You obediently sit on your knees and let him fuck your throat. Trying to relax your muscles as much as you could with him slipping further and further down. Your hands grip onto his flexed thighs, nails leaving an imprint on his fair skin as you try and breathe. The sounds of you gagging and Heeseung's groans fill the room entirely. You stare up at the man before you, looking god sent as he basks in the feeling of your mouth.

"Fuck me." He curses as he feels his orgasm approaching.

He looks down at your teary eyes, cheeks red and lips puffy. God, you looked so beautiful.

"Gonna cum for my cock whore. Are you gonna take it all, baby? Be my good girl?" Heeseung asks as his thrusts slow down slightly to grant you some mercy.

You nod your head, greedily sucking in as much air as you could before Heeseung decides to slip down your throat for much longer this time. Tears fall from your eyes at the sudden move. You couldn't breathe but you tried your best to get Heeseung to cum quickly.

He groans as he feels his orgasm washing over him. Releasing his cum down your throat.

"Fuck!" He moans out, throwing his head back at the feeling of his high.

He pulls out of your mouth, his cock still semi-hard as he watches you swallow his cum. A few drops dripping down your chin. Heeseung swipes his finger across your chin to pick up the rest of his cum that dripped past your lips. He slips his cum coated finger into your sore mouth, letting you suck the rest of it off. Opening your mouth, you stick your tongue out to show him that you had swallowed it all like a good girl.

"What a dirty whore." Heeseung smirks before pulling you onto your feet and crashing his lips against your own.

You whimper against his tongue that intrudes your mouth. Tasting you and his own cum on your tongue. His hands snake around your body and greedily unclasps your bra. You gasp against his lips at the feeling of your bare chest meeting the cool air of the room.

"The most perfect pair of tits I've ever seen." Heeseung compliments.

Pushing your body gently onto the bed, your back against the soft sheets. Heeseung pulls your shorts down, leaving you in nothing but your lace panties.

"I wanna taste you, baby. Will you let me have a taste?" He asks you as he lays in between your open legs.

Kissing up your soft thighs closer and closer to your needy core. You moan at the feeling of his soft lips against your warm skin.

"Yes, sir. Want you so bad. Please. Please. Please." You give him consent to eat you out.

Heeseung wastes no time in diving in. The sweet smell of you intoxicating his senses. He kisses your wet slit through your lace panties. The embarrassingly wet patch soaking through the thin fabric. Bringing his fingers up to your clothed pussy, he slips the thin material to the side allowing him to see your pretty pussy up close. Blowing slightly on your sensitive core, teasing you to wrap your thighs around his shoulders.

"Don't tease, sir. Please. Been so good for you." You beg him.

"Wanna take my time with you, angel. I don't know if I'll ever be able to have this pussy ever again." Heeseung says before licking a stripe up your folds to your clit.

Sucking on the sensitive bud, you moan out loud at the pleasure that travels up your spine. Your needy pussy finally getting the attention it wanted. Your right hand finds solace in Heeseung's hair, gripping harshly making Heeseung moan against your cunt. Your left hand grips onto the pillow you're currently laying on. The sweet pleasure sending you into a state of euphoria. You've never been the biggest fan of someone eating your cunt but the way Heeseung absolutely makes out with your pussy like it's the only thing he lives for has you on cloud nine.

"FUCK!" You scream out when you feel Heeseung's two fingers enter your tight hole.

His fingers curling just right against your warm walls. Lips sucking and tongue licking your pussy like a man starved. Heeseung watches your every expression. The way your eyes roll back and clench shut every time he sucks on your clit. How your head is thrown back when his fingers reach deeper inside of you. He probably enjoyed this more than you were. His cock already achingly hard once again at just your noises alone. The way you moan out curse words and his name.

He wasn't sure how he was supposed to let you go after this. He was drunk on you and your body. The way it reacted to him had him praying he'd see you again after this.

You feel the knot in your stomach tighten as Heeseung sucks harshly on your clit.

"DON'T STOP! OH GOD I'M GONNA CUM!" You tell Heeseung.

His fingers pump in slightly quicker to get you to reach your high. Heeseung is messy as he laps at your cunt. It only takes him one last pump of his fingers to have you tipping over the edge.

"FUCK ME!" You moan out as your legs shake around his shoulders.

Locking him in as he licks you through your orgasm. Your cum dripping out and around his fingers, staining his chin and the sheets below you both.

You whimper as the overstimulation settles in. Unlocking your weak legs from around his shoulders and pushing his head away from your sensitive pussy.

"Too much, sir." You weakly tell him.

The aftershocks of your mind blowing orgasm leaving you hazy.

"Tastes so fucking sweet, baby girl. Could eat you for the rest of my life." Heeseung says, sucking on his cum soaked fingers.

You bite your lip at the sight of him. His eyes are hooded and dark, his face filled with pure pleasure.

"Fuck me please, sir. Wanna feel your big cock stretching my pussy. It's all yours, sir. All for you, Heeseung." You whine.

Sitting up from your position, lips attaching to his once again to taste yourself on his tongue. Heeseung slips out of his sweats and briefs. Pumping his hard cock and pushing you back down on the bed. His lips never leaving your own as he pushes your knees up to your chest.

"Gonna fuck this pretty pussy until you're cumming around my cock, princess. Wanna see you cry for me like you promised. Make me the happiest birthday boy, yeah?" Heeseung teases you.

"Yes, please. Wanna give you the best birthday gift, sir." You tell him.

Heeseung pulls out a condom from the nightstand beside the bed. Ripping the wrapper with his teeth, he rolls the condom onto his hard cock and aligns himself with your tight hole. You both gasp as the tip of his cock slips into your wet pussy. Not wanting to waste any more time teasing. Heeseung stares deeply into your eyes. Pushing your knees further down against your chest, he slips into you deeper. Moaning at the feeling of your tight and warm pussy wrapping around him, Heeseung slips a hand around your neck and lightly squeezes.

He bottoms out in your pussy, pushing all the way in in one swift movement. You whimper when you feel the tip of his cock push past your walls and kiss your cervix. He was definitely the biggest and thickest cock you've ever had. The slight pain quickly turning into pleasure.

"Please fuck me, sir. Want it rough. Wanna cum on your cock so bad." You say breathlessly as you stare into Heeseung's eyes.

"Fuck." Was all Heeseung could say before pulling out of your pussy and slamming back in to you roughly.

His hips move mercilessly as he thrusts into your soaking cunt at a pace that has you seeing stars. You weren't even sure where all this strength came from. He had just finished an almost 3 hour concert yet he was fucking into you like he had all the stamina in the world.

Heeseung's hand squeezes your neck tighter. His cock brushing against your womb with every thrust.

"So. Fucking. Tight." He groans out the words between each quick move of his hips.

The sound of skin on skin and your moans fill the hotel room. You completely forget that your best friend was also in the room next door probably also getting her back blown out by Sunghoon.

"Oh shit. Oh fuck. Yes, yes, yes!" You can't get a proper sentence out.

Heeseung was fucking you too good. It had been a while since you last got laid, but none of your past sexual partners could ever compare to Heeseung.

He truly was ruining you for anyone else.

"My dirty slut. Pussy so wet and welcoming for me. It's all mine. Say it. Say this pussy belongs to me." Heeseung let's his possessiveness run wild.

He knew you weren't his, but hearing you say it would push him closer to the edge. He needed to hear you say you were his.

"Fuck! It's all yours. This pussy is only yours." Your mind is hazy as the words spill out.

The tightening knot in your stomach about to break away. Tears fall from your glossy eyes as Heeseung tightens his hold around your throat.

"I can feel you clenching around me so tightly, princess. Are you gonna cum? Go ahead and cum all over me, baby. Wanna feel you cream my cock." Heeeseung says as he rests on his knees and pulls your hips higher to fuck into you at a different angle.

The change in position has the tip of his cock hitting your g-spot head-on. A loud moan rips from your throat at the new feeling.

"FUCK! I'm cumming." You let him know before you completely let go of the tight knot.

Your second orgasm washing over your body in waves. Thighs trembling by Heeseung's sides as both his hands move down to grip your waist tightly. He wasn't far behind you as he fucks you through your high and into overstimulation.

"Cum for me, sir. Please." Your eyes glossy, lips parted, and hair a beautiful mess against the white sheets.

Heeseung wishes he could take a picture of just how good you looked at this moment all fucked out on his cock.

"Shit." He moans out as he finally tips over the edge and cums into the condom.

His thighs clench tightly as he shoots his cum into the rubber. It flows out around the base of his cock and slides down the back of your thighs and to your ass. He couldn't believe he came so much that it leaked out from the condom. It's never happened with anyone else he's been with.

Letting your waist go, he leans down to connect your lips once again. This time, it was a little slower and more sensual. Not hungry or needy.

"Thank you." Heeseung says as he pulls away from you to stare at you.

You finally feel the shyness creeping back up on your face as you come out of your sex haze.

"For what?" You ask him after a few seconds of silence.

He smiles his dazzling smile down at you and pecks your lips.

"For giving me the best gift this year." He tells you.

You cover your face with your hands as the heat creeps onto your cheeks. Heeseung chuckles at your embarrassment and presses soft kisses to the backs of your hands and wrist. Gently prying your hands away so he could see you again.

He was still soft inside you, and you felt very sticky between your thighs, but you didn't mind because having Heeseung close to you like this was something you could only ever dream of.

"Let's get washed up, yeah? Then we'll figure out what to do next." He suggests.

You look up at him in slight shock. You expected him to just ask you to leave quietly after this, but his words insinuated he wanted to spend more time with you.

You agree to the washing up part, so Heeseung slips out of you and throws the used condom away. Heeseung asks you to join him in the shower, and so you do. He gently washes you and pampers you with soft kisses against your shoulders and neck. Making you cum for the third time that night on his fingers. Heeseung really couldn't get enough of you.

When you both finished and you were dressed in nothing but one of his large clean shirts, you two lay on the other bed in the room and get to know one another better.

You tell Heeseung about your job back at home, your family, your best friend that was currently still next door, and how you got into Enhypen.

Heeseung tells you stories of his life when he was a trainee, his time on I-Land, the other members, and even about his family.

You two were really getting close, and you hadn't even realized it was nearing 3 in the morning. Talking to Heeseung came easily. He wasn't judgemental and had a comforting aura that just made you feel welcome. You didn't feel like a fan and their idol.

Just you and Heeseung.

Two regular people.

"I don't think I can let you go after this." Heeseung tells you honestly as he looks over at you.

He had been playing with your fingers while you told him about a childhood story.

You feel your heart stop at that moment. Your eyes finding his own to see if he was just saying it to fuck with you or not. A nervous smile plays on his lips as he adverts his gaze to the ceiling. Butterflies swarm in your stomach as you fully observe the actual beauty that makes up Lee Heeseung.

"I think we'll get in trouble if we keep in touch." You tell him.

He sighs and nods his head.

"I know. But.....you can keep a secret, right?" A mischievous look dances in his eyes as he finally looks over at you.

You smirk up at him.

"I didn't sign an NDA for no reason." You joke.

[overthedub]

The first of the 2005 Gorillaz' Iceberg Radio takeovers, starting with 2-D! These are the bits in-between the songs where 2-D talks about his influences and music he likes with some extras thrown in.

Iceberg Radio was initially a Canadian Internet radio service back in 2005 and has since been bought and renamed to AccuRadio. The site no longer has these radio spots uploaded, so the takeovers are considered lost media.

Audio taken from Blur Archive Project’s archive folder (with their permission), which you can find for yourself here: 

You can listen to the full uncut radio takeover with songs included there!

Playlists for 2-D's picks:

Youtube playlist:

Transcript under the cut!

Radio announcer: This is 2-D from the Gorillaz taking over exclusively on icebergradio.com!

[Beck’s “E-Pro” playing in the background]

2-D: Oi! This is 2-D from Gorillaz! And I’ve invited myself along for an hour to spin some of my favorite discs.

Right, to kick my show off, I’m gonna play a track from enormous talent in a pint-sized body. This is Beck, with his song “E-Pro”!

[After “E-Pro”]

2-D: That was the latest tune from the extraordinary talent called Beck! Featuring a big Beastie Boys’ breakbeat and a Dust Brothers’ production.

Funny-lookin’ bloke [in reference to Beck]. Apparently, right, he’s only, like, about two foot (2′)? And, uh, they pack him away in a shoebox after his concerts, awright? Um, yeah.

[Interpol’s “Narc” playing in the background]

2-D: Next up, this is Interpol with “Narc”.

[After “Narc”]

2-D: Uh, that was Interpol and next up, uh...Oh, wait a sec. I didn’t put this in there! The Bravery? That’s a funny-lookin’ band, innit?

[The Bravery’s “An Honest Mistake” playing in the background]

2-D: I think they’re havin’ a right laugh tryin’a play this song with a straight face. Well, here you go! "An Honest Mistake”! You said it, boys.

[After “An Honest Mistake”]

2-D: Hey! This is 2-D! I’m the singer and the pin-up of Gorillaz! I’m taking over for an hour. I’m playin’ all my old favorites.

[The Clash’s “Train in Vain” playing in the background]

2-D: This next track is by one of my favorite bands of all time: The Clash! Mick Jones sings this one and it’s called “Train in Vain”.

*Note: Mick Jones is the lead guitarist for The Clash, but he also sings lead vocals on a few songs, including "Train in Vain (Stand By Me)".

[After “Train in Vain (Stand by Me)”]

2-D: “Walworth’s version of David Bowie, who happened to make great singles, can now afford his own place to hold his goth concert—”

Hang on! I’ve got me notes mixed up. Oh, oh, wait a sec, that’s meant to be for Gary Numan. Uh, comin’ up is a song from Blur’s last album. This is an excellent track, although I think the vocals on this sound like the singer’s tryin’a copy the way I sing! Rude!

[Blur’s “Battery in Your Leg” playing in the background]

2-D: This is the last time Graham played guitar with Blur. Outstanding!

*Note: Gary Numan was the lead singer for the English band Tubeway Army before becoming a solo artist. Graham here refers to Graham Coxon, the lead guitarist for Blur. He has since returned to playing for the band in 2009.

[After “Battery in Your Leg” / “Hallelujah (Club Mix)” by Happy Mondays]

2-D: That was, uh, the Happy Mondays with “Hallelujah”! With singer Shaun Ryder. You’re listening to me, 2-D from Gorillaz.

Right! This next track, right, is a killer Gorillaz tune from our new Demon Days album! And it features the geezer Shaun Ryder. From the Happy Mondays. That you, uh, just heard singin’ on that last record. Yeah.

This is “DARE” by Gorillaz!

[After “DARE” / “I Predict a Riot” by The Kaiser Chiefs

2-D: That was the Kaiser Chiefs, a brand-new British band. Uh, they’re also great live. Singer looks a bit like Damon Albarn, bloke from Blur.

All the last Kaiser Chief singles have been great, and here’s something else to put a smile on your face: Joy Division! With “24 Hours”.

[After “24 Hours” / “The Headmaster Ritual” by The Smiths]

2-D: That was a song by the miserable Morrissey bloke about getting caught smoking cigarettes in the school bulbs and getting spanked by a load of teachers. You’re listenin’ to me, 2-D!

Next up...oh, right. I-I’m sensin’ a theme here. Joy Division, Smiths, and now this track is called “No Fun”. Hm. Mind your backs. It's The Stooges.

*Note: Morrissey was the lead singer for the band, The Smiths. He has since become a solo artist since the band broke up.

[After “No Fun”]

2-D: That was Iggy Pop, suffering for your sins. And now, the biggest selling 12″ of all time and born out the remnants of Joy Division: the fantastic New Order with “Blue Monday”!

*Note: Iggy Pop was the lead singer for the band The Stooges, who have broken up and reunited multiple times.

TW: Suicide - Joy Division initially broke up due to their lead singer, Ian Curtis, committing suicide. Later, the lead guitarist and vocalist, bassist, and drummer of Joy Division reunited to form the band New Order.

[After “Blue Monday”]

2-D: Hi! This is 2-D from Gorillaz, uh, and that was New Order. Comin’ up next are the very influential Kraftwerk band! They-They along with Das Kotzen Bots were the pioneers of minimalist electronic music. I think this track is about, uhhhh, sexy robots or something? “Das Model”!

*Note: I couldn't find the other band 2-D is talking about, so the band name may be wrong.

[After “Das Model”]

[Bloc Party’s “So Here We Are” playing in the background]

2-D: Ooooh! That is just so German! And here’s another great band from Britain: Bloc Party! And this is one of my favorite singles to come out in a while. Apparently, they’re great live, too, so check ‘em out! You’re listenin’ to me, 2-D!

[After “So Here We Are” / “Just Like Honey” by The Jesus and Mary Chain]

2-D: Uhhh, that was The Jesus and Mary Chain! They were like The Velvet Underground meets the Sex Pistols with spotty shirts and curly hair. Basically, they’re black rebel Motorpsycho for grandads!

Next we have...huh? I don’t believe it! Someone’s been muckin’ ‘round my record collection! Who put this in ‘ere? Huh? David Gahan?!

Right. Uh...well, I guess I better play it. This is “Peo-ple are Peo-ple” with a song called Depeche Mode.

*Note: David Gahan is the lead singer for the band Depeche Mode. 2-D mixes up the song and band name here.

[After “People are People”]

[N.E.R.D.’s “Things are Getting Better” playing in the background]

2-D: You’re listenin’ to me, 2-D from Gorillaz! N.E.R.D. are the band that the Nexus wanted to produce, and this is “Things are Gettin' Better”.

*Note: Nexus here may refer to Nexus Music, a Danish music label. I'm not quite sure what 2-D says there, so it may be a different label.

[After “Things are Getting Better” / “Elephant Stone” by The Stone Roses]

[Buzzcocks’ “I Don’t Mind” playing in the background]

2-D: That’s The Stone Roses. And from one monkey-based singer to another, I’d like to say that The Stone Roses are a great band! This is the Buzzcocks!

[After “I Don’t Mind”]

2-D: That was the Buzzcocks, who were like a punk-rock version of The Beatles. And that was called “I Don’t Mind”. If you don’t already have it, you should get your hands on a copy of the Buzzcocks’ Singles Going Steady album.

Next is The Jam with *singing* “Goin’ Underground”!

[After “Going Underground” by The Jam]

2-D: Well, that’s it! My time’s up. This is the last track from me, 2-D from Gorillaz tonight, and it’s by a band called Wire! A long-time favorite of mine.

[Wire’s “Mannequin” playing in the background]

A lot of their work was quite abstract, but they were intelligent artists who could also do, like, pop melodies? Uh, this is one of ‘em! You’ve been listenin’ to me, 2-D from Gorillaz, muckin’ about. I hope you enjoyed it! I’m out of here like I stole somethin’! See ya!

[neomujinjja]

Everything to Somebody else

Pairing: Non-idol Soobin x reader, Non-idol Taehyun x reader

Length: 1,068 words Genre: Drama

Warnings: not edited, long, mention of a bar, getting into a romantic relationship despite having feelings for someone else, Soobin doesn't actually show up til the end, implied Taehyun end game, rushed/sucky ending

Synopsis: After the events of Soobin's party, you avoid the male. Moving on and taking a chance with someone else until Soobin shows up at the bar. Will old habits and feelings came to the surface again or is this the time to break the cycle?

Note: Continuation of 'And I'm not Special'. This will be better understood upon reading the other installments but should still be fine as a stand-alone.

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After the party, you had been avoiding Soobin. The realization that you cared for him more than he did you was painful. Instead, turning your focus to work and school; you had even began hanging out with a new guy: Taehyun. He was at the bar you worked to support the new singer Beomgyu. The three of you becoming close friends quickly in spite of Beomgyu's complaints of third-wheeling.

"How's your new student treating you?" you asked, returning to his side after helping a customer.

"They're alright but I don't think I'll be tutoring them very long" he said as he swirled his straw around.

"Why's that?"

"She seems more interested in flirting than learning."

"And who wouldn't want to mess around with a guy like you!" Beomgyu chipped in, throwing an arm around the other male's shoulders. "Wouldn't you agree, Y/N?" he continued turning to you while wiggling his eyebrows. You laughed before nodding in agreement.

"Gyu does have a point; you are an attractive man Hyunie" you pointed out to the muscular male. A hand raised up caught your attention from the corner of your eye. "One sec, you guys."

~

You brought Taehyun to the back door where the two of you would be able to speak in private. "What did you want to talk about?" you asked the male standing there. He hadn't told you but Beomgyu had been throwing thumbs up's in your guy's directions so you had some assumptions.

"Did you mean it when you said that I was attractive? Better yet, do you find me attractive?" Taehyun asked, getting straight into the point. He was starring directly into your eyes as he waiting for your answer.

"Yeah, it would be a lie if I said that I didn't find you to be attractive" you said with a nod. You hadn't realized that your earlier words had affected the man this much.

"In that case, would you want to go on a date?" Taehyun responded. "I know you've mentioned your rocky relationship past but I'm asking for a chance" he continued and it seemed that his nerves were finally getting to him. Taehyun had stopped making eye contact with you and was rubbing the back of his neck.

"I'd like that; you're a nice guy Hyunie and I'd be a fool to reject you plainly."

-

The date with Taehyun had gone amazingly and had lead to a 2nd and 3rd following. You had told Taehyun that you weren't sure about a committed relationship yet due to the unresolved feelings for Soobin. He had been understanding and said that as long as you continued to try with him then he could wait for the next level. His entire response made you feel confident in your choice to go on a date with him.

"No, no, no. You've been working the majority of the weeks for this past month. Enjoy some of Beomgyu's singing, hang around your boyfriend; either way you're not working" your boss said as they came up to you and pushed you away from the bar.

"Alright" you said, knowing that you wouldn't be able to win that fight. You took the seat next to Taehyun as you stole sips of his drink. "Should we head out to the dance floor?" you asked him with a sparkle in your eye. Taehyun took your hand in his and brought the two of you towards the crowd of people. You swayed, spun and sang along to the music with laughter coming out of you and Taehyun. Your hand having never leaving the male's for longer than 2 seconds.

"Y/N! It's been awhile!" a voice distantly shouted, trying it's best to be heard over the music. Then hands were grabbing at your arms and pulled you away from your companion. You came face to face with Soobin, his face had a slight flush to it. It wasn't an abnormal look for him around you but it felt weird seeing the male after a month.

"Hi Soobin" you yelled over the music as well and the bodies surrounding you.

"You stopped texting and responding to me!" the male whined and gave you a pout.

"Yeah, I've been busy with work." Soobin got pushed by someone in the crowd and stumbled further into your space. He looked back in slight agitation before turning to you again. "Are you okay?" you asked him, putting your hands onto his forearms to settle him.

Soobin shook his head "Take me home" he spoke afterwards with a little tease in his eyes.

"I can't." you told him. "Where are your friends?"

"Somewhere. Please Y/N, take me home, please?" he begged with his lips pouting out. But you stayed firm in your decision; a month ago, a Taehyun ago, you would've given in and taken the tall male back to his place. You would continue to care for him in the same way you always had but things were different now.

"I can't. I'm here with someone, I can't leave them." Soobin continued to beg and plead for you to bring him out of the bar as you dragged yourselves away from the dance floor. You reached the bar where you proceeded to order a water and pull out your phone to message Taehyun. By the time, Taehyun had managed his way back to the bar; you were able to convince Soobin to drink some of the water. "I'm sorry" you addressed the shorter male as you ran a hand over the top of your head.

"It's alright" Taehyun said, he made eye contact with you to ensure he meant it. "Does he need a ride?" he asked as he looked over at the blond male slumped on the bar.

"Yeah, I don't know where his friends are though. I already called him a ride" you explained to him. "Would you mind helping me get him in the car?" you continued, gestering to Soobin and his tall stature. Taehyun nodded and the two of you worked together to lead Soobin out of the pub.

~

After getting a struggling Soobin into the taxi, you fell into Taehyun's arms. His hands came up to secure you and he chuckled upon realization. "Come on, Gyu should be finishing up his set and then we can enjoy a quiet night" he said, giving a kiss wherever he could reach without disturbing your position.

[munamania]

not to sit here and weave a story out of nothing like a little protagonist via my quirky online storytelling but i rekindled my friendship with sam who is such an interesting person there are just a lot of stories of all sorts and this is funny timing but truly we just fell into such an easy banter this past class so we were like omg lets hang right so. his roommate really is just like stupid hot right. i could get corny with it but i wont. a face sculpted by the hands of god though. all this prefaced i will now tell u an absolutely nothing story and i really mean that read at your own discretion ((A/N: trust and believe i yapped. putting under keep reading to be somewhat forgivable) (i am not in my best of states rn. okay.)

anyway so we're chillin in sams room im getting caught up on the latest construction projects and shit.. one thing abt sam hes always up to something. they've got an entire work desk #butchrealness. then i hear some singing out in the hallway but from where im sitting cant actually see anyone so convo just goes sam and roommate 'hey' 'hey' and then i peeked my little head out and waved and said hey and they stopped and set down their basket and said 'Hey' and then i did not introduce myself (flop) (combo of cramped room and sam talking and me being wildly awkward) (also keep in mind i dont know if this person has swiped left on me or not been on tinder or if theyd even recognize me anyway and hating that that's even a situation bc i hate that stupid app but just hoping worst case scenario i dont come off as an insane stalker but rather a victim of circumstance) but they just chatted for a sec abt whatever shelf sam needs to fix and that was that. and then they went back to humming which was cute or whatever

to set the next scene we're down in the kitchen and sams cooking and this is a while after we took his homemade gummies so im not rlly high per se but chillin and something about the noise and setup in their kitchen is so overstimulating for me lol when shes cooking im just like frozen. i always offer to help but he always just gets in a groove it's best i dont intervene. one time he had to tell me to go sit down in the other room bc i was freakin out a little lol

so im perched on this single high chair they have in the kitchen right next to their washer and dryer as sams whipping up some food and im kind of obnoxiously saying Unfortch in response to a story he was telling me and he gives me a look so im like UnfortunateLy. and then hes like 'psh i know unfortch i live with this guy' cue roommate strollin in with laundry and theyre just like Whaat and sam explains and theyre like Oh ofc you gotta know unfortch or whatever. forgot to mention that earlier in sams room they said three similar abbreviated words in a row just during a normal sentence and it caught me so off guard i wanted to giggle. so naturally my brain is going through Immediate social response of a semi awk laugh or quippy remark about that but also theyre literally like a foot away from me and im largely nonverbal atm lmfaoo so i just mumble smth to try and go along w the bit but then trailed off cause i was like wtf am i even saying. brain was overloaded

and then i was like um. i literally was just staring around doing fuck all like a perched bird or something but i was fighting a war in my mind of like ok do i introduce myself or look to sam to do so or do we not do that or is that rude idk but also they have headphones on one ear and are doing all their laundry shit and i once again dont want to be like overbearing but also well come on now we gotta feel out the vibe (and i do a great job here.) idk so im like Ok dont just look at them but dont Not look at them just behave like a normal person. you know. the usual. sam comes over to give me a bit of bread with balsamic vinegar and oil and i spilled it on my sweater fuck this stupid baka life (didnt really show. but still they were right there..)

and so after a min of this they were kinda like awkward laugh 'dont mind me' and i once again was very self conscious and had several things that wanted to come out 'not at all' 'dont mind me' 'it's your house' 'these all sound awful abby' then i got anxious that i was in the way the whole time but they were almost done and if i got into a weird apology thing well i would have had to kill myself so i just once again kind of uttered something that would have sounded like 'youresogoodicanmovetoo' and also 'sorry if i just keep like looking over at you' WTF IS THAT SHIT. FUMBLE BOOOOO and my follow up was essentially nothing cause i couldnt decide if i should say 'im just a bit out of it/high' 'im easily distracted (kys)' 'idk what to do w myself haha' 'im useless in the kitchen' (not entirely true) i mean just a few minutes before sam and i had talked about how ill just wander around peoples rooms and observe things to avoid feeling awkward and it's just how i am and so i was kinda just doing that due to the nerves of the sitch but there was only so much to look at. and i just sat there. offputting realness. whatever. so. straight face emoji. and that was mostly the extent of that i dont remember what they said in response just like a lil laugh or w/e. probably couldnt hear my stupid ass mumbling. so im thinking my chances of charming them at all are really stellar

if you read all this i want you to just take note that the events depicted here could not have been more than 3-4 minutes collectively. and yet the yap goes on..

for future reference, what did we learn? probably best to just continue convo with sam, excuse urself to br, or perhaps even attempt a conversation w them if ever in a similar situation again and they talk to you first again. also stop inventing complicated situations in ur head chill the hell out. idiot. says the bitch with the anxiety disorder. feel free to egg me on or tell me to fuck off ok xoxoxoxxo love u

[missnind]

No Plans and None Can Be Broken

Eddie opened the door of the car with an easy grin.

"What's up, Harrington?"

Steve shot a dazzling smile back.

"Hey, Eds." He said, sweetly. "Ready for the movie?"

"Yeah, sounded cool. You know me... easy." He replied with a grin.

"I wouldn't say that, Munson. You haven't had a single date the whole time we've been hanging out." Steve jibed.

Eddie cleared his throat and fidgeted as he put his seatbelt on.

"Man, I-"

"I was teasing, dude! No need to sweat it." Steve replied as he moved to switch the radio on. "Ready?"

"Yeah, let's go."

The car cruised down the road, Steve nodding his head to the song on the radio. The silence was easy between them and Eddie relaxed. He loved spending time with Steve. Even if Steve didn't feel the same as he did.

Eddie glanced over and took in the sight next to him - full, thick hair, gorgeous eyes, full pouty lips, golden skin - fuck, it was no surprise people fell at his feet.

Steve had been a bitch in school. Now he was Eddie's best friend - something no one saw coming. Eddie had held an unrequited flame for him since 9th grade. Since he realised he really just wasn't interested in girls. Watching Steve in those little Hawkins Tigers shorts doing basketball and the various other jock stuff he was so good at... Well, that did it for him.

"Eddie? You OK, man?"

Eddie shook his head to clear the thoughts and realised he was staring.

"Sorry, dude. You know me - always in a world of my own." He laughed nervously.

Steve reached to place a hand on his knee.

"You sure you're OK, man?"

Eddie felt fire where the hand was. Straight to his groin. This car ride needed to go quicker.

"Yeah. Think a nice smoke before the movie will sort me right me out." He grinned.

Steve sighed and smiled.

"If you say so, man. Those things will kill you. Just saying."

Eddie laughed out loud.

"Yeah, be a shame to die from those after all we've survived, hey."

"What can I say, Munson? That noise you call music saved us all. Well, almost not you but like fuck were we gonna leave you there."

Steve's hand squeezed Eddie's knee and Eddie squeezed it back.

"You wouldn't know good music, Harrington." He shot back with a laugh.

"That, my friend, is where you are wrong! This-" He turned up the radio. "-is good music! You heard this one yet?"

Eddie's ears perked up as the music began and his heart began to hammer against his chest.

Steve was tapping his fingers along to the beat on the steering wheel. He was singing along to the song and Eddie just stared at him. Speechless.

"These lyrics, man! Who even comes up with this stuff?" Steve said as the song ends.

Eddie thinks for a beat and replies.

"Do you not like them?"

"Not like them? Munson, they literally resonate to me deeply! Like, OK so ... one sec, let me compile my thoughts into proper words."

Eddie's heart felt like it was going to force its way out of his chest.

"Ok, so, take this bit - 'Do you laugh about me whenever I leave? Or do I just need more therapy?' Like, I often feel that people are judging me still. You know, King Steve and all that. But is that like paranoia? I know you and the kids and Robs... you are my family. But the thought that you guys are just... The song's title is 'Fake Out'. Maybe that's it. There's a part of me that thinks you all just fake it." Steve took a breath and ran a hand through his hair.

Eddie opened his mouth to speak and nothing came out.

"Anyway, another one, yeah? So, there's this bit that goes 'My mood board is just pictures of you but I'm not sad anymore'. Like... I think it's about some unrequited love or something."

"Steve, I... It is, by the way. It is about unrequited love."

"Ha! I knew you didn't mind this type of music really!" Steve laughed as he reached out to poke at Eddie. "Or is this your opinion as a songwriter?"

"I haven't written in a while, Stevie. My muse must have left me. But I did send a load off and got paid for it. They showcase some to bands/artists. So if you're lucky, someone uses your lyrics for their song. It was a mad moment and Gar said it may be an idea since I had so many."

"Eds!" Steve pulled up the car into the parking lot of the theatre. He turned to face Eddie. "Why didn't you tell me, dude? That's pretty cool."

"I guess I just... it's not likely to be your song picked out of so many. So I just didn't think to." Eddie shrugged.

"Eddie, we would have been proud of you for trying. So, if your lyrics are picked do you get like a credit or something?" Steve asked with interest.

"Yeah. They will credit you for writing. And then you get a percentage of the royalties of the song."

"Well, I think you are gonna hear good things soon, Munson! Positive vibes." Steve smiled and leant towards Eddie for a hug.

Eddie's mouth was so dry. He did the only thing he could think of.

Singing quietly, he sang "We did it for futures that never came. And for pasts that we're never gonna change. Love is in the air. I just gotta figure out a window to break out. Buried alive inside my dreams. But it was all a fake out."

Steve looked at him curiously.

"That... it's my favourite part." Eddie explained. "It's about how we never really escape our pasts and a future that isn't... it can't happen. Won't happen. And no matter how much I want it, it won't be real."

Confusion flickered across Steve's face.

"Hey, Eddie, we aren't our pasts anymore. You know that, right? I mean, look at us! You're my best friend. Who would have thought it back then?"

The words stabbed through Eddie's heart. Worse than any demobat bite.

"Yeah." He managed a weak smile. "Friends."

"Eddie, come on. Talk to me, man. What is going on?" Steve seemed genuinely concerned.

"I just... OK, don't judge me. That song? It's mine. I wrote it."

Steve's face lit up with excitement.

"Man, that's awesome! That was you? Damn, you made me feel some kinda way! Maybe this is the road to the big time for our Eddie Munson from Hawkins! The kids are gonna-"

"Please, don't." Eddie began. "Don't tell them. I... I have something else to say."

Steve settled back against the car door.

"Eds, man, you're scaring me here." He said with a cautious smile.

Eddie looked down at his hands as he played with his rings nervously.

"I don't want to be friends." He blurted out.

Steve looked like he had slapped him.

" You don't wanna... did I do something?" He said, the hurt clear.

"That didn't come out right!" Eddie panicked and grabbed for Steve's hands.

Steve recoiled and Eddie looked like he was going to cry.

"Stevie, I-"

"Nah, it's cool, man. Don't sweat it. I'll just-"

Steve opened the car door and got out. He ran his hands through his hair, breathing quickly and trying to calm himself.

Eddie pulled open his door and ran around the car. He grabbed Steve and pulled him around the side of the building into an alley, away from prying eyes.

"Hey, dude, not cool!" Steve riled as he backed away from Eddie.

"Steve, you're not- ok! OK, I like you. I don't want to be friends because I want to be more." He trailed off as he pulled at the hem of his tee and looked at the floor.

There was silence and Eddie couldn't take it.

"'M sorry. I'll get Gar to come get me." He said quietly as he turned to leave.

"Eddie." Steve said quietly and calmly.

"It's ok, Stevie. Thank you. For everything." Eddie rambled as he walked quickly towards the open lot.

Hands spun him around and lips found his own. Pushing. Desperate. A tongue felt its way between his lips and he opened up, allowing it to explore his mouth.

Eddie backed up and the look on his face made Steve laugh.

"Eddie, you're an idiot." Steve laughed.

"I'm sorry? You-" Eddie began in an incredulous tone.

Steve looked at Eddie with hooded eyes and puffy lips.

"Eds, you took your sweet time. I've wanted you for longer than I care to admit. You just didn't seem-"

"You wanted me?" Eddie looked like he was about to hyperventilate.

"Yes, dingus. Didn't you- All those times we spent the night out in your van talking. Sitting up when the kids had gone to bed and just shooting the shit. All the times I tried to get you to open up about your love life... you really didn't...?"

"I... you want me?" Is all Eddie can push out.

Steve walked towards him and backed him against the wall of the alley. He put his arms up against the wall, blocking Eddie in. He leaned forward towards his ear and pressed a gentle kiss beneath it. He felt Eddie shudder.

"Yes. I kinda want you, right now." He said as he grabbed Eddie's hand and pushed it to the growing hardness in his tight jeans.

Eddie moaned and smiled like the cat who got the cream.

"I can help you with that, Stevie baby. If you want me to." He gave a positively filthy look as he dropped to his knees and Steve was glad he was holding himself up because the sight made his knees weak.

"Fuck, Eds. Here?" He looked around cautiously but it was empty except for them.

Eddie looked up at him with his doe like eyes and grinned devilishly.

"Here."

He began undoing the button on Steve's jeans and slid the zip down slowly as he pressed his face to the emerging bulge.

Steve hissed and gently pushed forward chasing the pressure.

Eddie mouthed over Steve’s clothed length and moaned softly.

"Oh, baby, I'm gonna enjoy this." Eddie said as he pulled out Steve's length. "Fuck, you're so big."

Steve looked down at him, a dopey look across his face.

Eddie started giving the tip kitten licks and Steve moaned softly. Pre-cum oozed out and Eddie lapped it up.

"Mmmm, you taste so good, Stevie." Eddie moaned before he popped the head between his lips.

Eddie sucked and licked at Steve, hollowing his cheeks. He loved the sounds Steve was making and he decided he could die happy if this was how he went.

Steve tried so hard not to thrust into Eddie’s hot mouth.

“Fuck, you’re so good at this.” Steve gasped as he looked down. “So fucking hot with my cock in your mouth. Fuck.”

Eddie just looked up through his lashes and hummed, causing Steve to moan again.

"Eddie, Eds," Steve's breath hitched. "Close."

Eddie looked up at him and took him deeper. A strangled sound left Steve's mouth as he spurted into Eddie's mouth. Ropes of hot cum covered the inside of his cheeks and his tongue.

Eddie swallowed down Steve's load and got himself to his feet.

Steve grabbed him into an embrace, bringing their foreheads together.

"That was..."

"Yeah, yeah, I'm amazing, I know." Eddie laughed teasingly, voice slightly hoarse.

Steve smiled widely and laughed.

"Where does this leave us?" Steve asked softly.

"Um, the alley behind the theatre, Stevie boy." Came the sarcastic answer.

Steve bounced his head gently against Eddie's.

"Was that song really about me?" He asked curiously.

"Mayyyyybe." Came the reply. "Why? You into that?"

"Eds, I just kissed you in an alley and you sucked my dick. I'd say I was so into that." Steve replied.

"Still wanna watch that movie or wanna come back to my place? Wayne's at work. Maybe we could figure out what this is?" Eddie said, holding his breath for the answer.

"Sure. Sounds good. I mean, I think this is the start of something wonderful." Steve said as he began to walk to the lot, pulling Eddie behind him.

"Sure it's not a fake out?" Eddie replied with a grin.

"Imma show you it's not, Munson. Every day if I have to." Steve replicated his grin.

Eddie rolled his eyes.

"I suppose that would be acceptable, Harrington."

"The kids are gonna be pumped." Steve said with an air of confidence.

"I'm sorry, what?" Eddie paused by the car.

"The kids. They've been taking bets on how long til we finally got it together." Steve said matter of factly.

"Wait... the kids? Our kids?"

"Yes, dude. Our kids."

"They know I'm-" Eddie stumbled to say it aloud.

"Gay? Yeah. And that I'm bi." Steve raised a brow. "Just seemed you were the only one who didn't."

"Man, I... Fuck. No, I didn't. I just don't assume."

"If you had, this could have happened quicker." Steve teased as he pulled Eddie towards him and kissed him softly on the lips.

"Let's go home, Stevie." Eddie said.

They got back into the car and they held hands all the way home.

[broadway-june]

i think i still have that link outfit still around somewhere... don't mind me getting just a little serious for a sec, all jokes aside. this took a bit to make and work on, and it might be personal if you read into it... but hey who has time for that?! i really hope you like it and seriously you should pick up the zelda franchise if you haven't already!! lyrics below! (credit to Marioverehrer for this rendition of lost woods that i love~)

Spirited, To a world, Everything I knew, I’m leaving behind, To play a game.

Play the wind, Trust the Seer, Fight against this feeling That I cannot stop, What’s already here.

Everyone’s telling me I’m meant to lead Just a kid Never did Help a team I’d rather just hang on back and float the Breeze Consorts, Dersites, Monsters, Trolls, Betty Crocker, Doomed Timelines, Oh geez!

Help the Witch, Fund the Knight, If I’m having fun, Why do I feel my Chest growing tight?

Quell the flame Guard the Scratch I cant be overwhelmed If I take a breath, Let myself detach.

Lost my dad, Lost my friends, lost this game If I was meant to lead, am I to blame? We’ll try again, break the Wall, cross the Yard, Can this thing go any faster? Please don’t say I’ve reached all I can be.

Just a kid, (So lost) Hold my Breath I can’t stand any more death Just want to play

Growing up Is hard No one understands what I’m going through Is that true for you?

Maybe I’ll Find myself In outer space If I sing a song

If I sing loud enough, Maybe soon, You’ll sing along.

I’m scared To admit I failed My friends Is there a way To try Again?

[rockitmans]

Blaine Anderson Vs Valentine's Day (10/14)

Summary: Blaine drunk posts on his Instagram asking for a date for Valentine's Day. He gets one.

Notes: Written for the @klaineccfanficlibrary Valentine Challenge. Song: Time in a Bottle by Jim Croce.

Read on AO3 or below

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"Morning, Valentine," Kurt's happy voice chirps down the phone. 

"Mmm, morning," Blaine mumbles, still half asleep. "I could get used to waking up to your voice."

Kurt hums his agreement. "Sorry it's so early, I moved my hours so I would have time to get ready later. It's a trek from Bushwick."

Blaine thinks about their date tonight. Elliott has taken the edges off his anxiety, and this morning's call from Kurt has basically smoothed them completely. "I can't wait to see you."

"I can't wait to see you . I'll be the one looking fabulous."

"I know what you look like," Blaine points out, smiling. 

"I know. Just want you to be adequately prepared for how dazzling I am so you can react accordingly."

Blaine laughs. "Nothing could prepare me for that." 

Kurt makes a sweetly pleased noise. “Anyway, I just wanted to say good morning, I’ll let you go back to sleep.”

“Kurt, wait a sec.” Blaine sits up, blinking himself more awake. “This is probably going to sound crazy.”

"Oh no," Kurt says but he sounds more amused than worried. "Do tell."

"I know my original post came across kind  of horny but… I want it to be clear that this isn't just a hookup for me. I want it to be more than that."

There’s a breath and a pause at the other end of the line and Blaine gets seized by a dread so fierce that he nearly hangs up out of pure denial. But then, “It’s not crazy,” Kurt’s voice is kind. “But I would have thought that goes without saying at this point. However, in case it doesn’t. This is nothing close to a hookup for me. I’m in try-hard dating mode. Prepare to have your life irrevocably changed.”

Blaine laughs, relief making it slightly shaky. “Wow. I better up my game.”

“You better, Blaine Anderson.” Kurt’s voice softens. “I’ll see you soon.”

“Yeah,” Blaine says, beaming like an idiot. “Soon.”

~~~

Blaine is in a ridiculously good mood all day. Even though the store is heaving with last minute panic buyers looking for The Ultimate Love collection. Even though it’s raining and his hair is a frizzy mess, probably beyond help. Even though there’s a guy buying two identical gifts for two separate women that likely don’t know about the other. Blaine is immune to it all. He wishes everyone a wonderful, love filled day and hums along to every song that comes out of the store speakers. 

“You’re so right, Jim Croce, there never is enough time to do the things you want to do,” Blaine declares cheerfully to no one in particular, and Elliott groans. 

“You are beyond obnoxious right now.”

“Oh come on, Elliott. You’re so happy that two of your favorite people found each other, remember?”

“So many regrets,” Elliott moans, burying his face in his hands. But he’s smiling when he re-emerges. “It’s nice to see you’ve gotten over your anxiety.”

“Oh yeah. I'm going to romance Kurt so hard he won’t know what hit him.”

Blaine manages to slide away early to get ready, mostly thanks to the kindness of Elliott, who basically shoves him out the door when it looks like he’s going to get entangled in a lengthy interaction with a customer. He grabs flowers on the way home and has the very real desire to climb onto a streetlamp and start singing as the rain continues to hammer down. Sometimes life just calls for a musical moment. Kurt probably understands that. He resists the urge, more out of a desire to protect the flowers than any deep seated sense of personal shame. That ship has long sailed. 

Once home, he takes his time in the shower, letting the drum of hot water soothe some of his anticipation. There's just something about the way he clicked with Kurt. Something that promises forever. If he can just not fuck it up. With that in mind he dresses in the outfit Elliott suggested and uses the barest amount of product on his hair, leaving it to fall in loose curls. He takes a quick picture of himself and sends it to Tina for approval. After a moment's hesitation, he also throws it onto his Instagram. That’s where it all started after all. 

Queen T: 🔥😍🥵

Queen T: I can't reply because I'm too busy swooning 

Blaine smiles and taps out a quick thanks. His phone is flicking instagram notifications as people start to comment on his photo. Mostly just thirst comments, which Blaine is somewhat used to at this point.  There’s some teasing about how quickly he’s moved on and a lot of people wishing him luck. And then a comment from Kurt catches his eyes. 

hummelbrag Wow. Your new man is very lucky. 

Blaine draws in a shaky breath, pink creeping into his cheeks. He’s the lucky one. And Kurt is waiting for him. 

~~~

Blaine gets to the restaurant before Kurt, at least ten minutes early and is freshly reminded of one of his completely valid fears. Di Fara is stuffy. Expensive in a way that wants to appear wealthy rather than stylish or comfortable. Blaine is pretty sure there are more people having business meetings here than dates, even on a night supposedly put aside for love. It’s a very Sebastian sort of place. There’s also a lot of men wearing suits. Blaine determinedly doesn’t think about his jeans. He looks hot, that's all that matters. 

He decides to wait in the lobby rather than be seated because he wants to be the first thing Kurt sees. He can't stop shifting his weight, checking his phone restlessly as the clock ticks towards their agreed meeting time. Somehow being early is worse than being late. The anticipation is killing him.

And then Kurt walks through the door. Blaine has heard of hearts skipping beats but he’s not sure he’s ever fully experienced it until now. Kurt is just that stunning, his coat flapping open to reveal a gorgeous yellow shirt and blue scarf. He’s wearing jeans too. Light grey and so tight that Blaine struggles to tear his eyes away from Kurt’s legs. 

“Hi!” Kurt greets him brightly, eyes lighting up at the sight of him. 

“Kurt. Wow. You’re so… cute. I mean like dirty cute.”

Blaine immediately cringes and Kurt raises a confused eyebrow. “What?”

“Sorry. I panicked. Even though you warned me. I still wasn’t prepared.”

Kurt laughs and leans in to wrap Blaine in a hug. “Speechless adoration is also acceptable.”

Blaine melts against him, getting a lungful of sweet shampoo. “You look incredible,” he murmurs close to his ear, a lot more normally. He can do this. Just the most beautiful human in the world hugging him. Perfectly average Tuesday. 

“So do you,” Kurt says and Blaine can hear the smile in his voice as they draw apart. “Are those for me?” he adds, eyeing the flowers. 

“Oh. Yes. To celebrate us finally meeting. Or at least it feels like Finally. Even though it’s not been that long, it also kind of feels like forever. And I know red roses are kind of cliche but…”

Kurt’s eyes soften as he takes them. “They’re not cliche, they’re classic. And beautiful. Thank you.”

Blaine just nods, slightly overwhelmed.  "Shall we?" He offers his arm. 

Kurt takes it. "We shall."

[vincent-sinclair-deserved-better]

just gonna post this unedited, just as it fell out of my brain, and not formatted because hell knows when i'll get around to it but because @rottent33th deserves to see it (also insert internal screaming bc it's been like a million years since i wrote about Clay)

not straight up murder but. being kinda mean to a person digging their grave. the usual.

prompt was something about camping under the night sky

It was a warm late-summer / early-fall evening, temperatures just at that sweet point where you didn't break out into sweat when one moved the tiniest bit, but not cold enough that one started freezing when sitting still for an extended amount of time. Birds were still chirping in the trees, their gentle song accompanied by the chirping of crickets, along with the steady crunch when the shovel dug into the earth and the following thud when the dirt landed on the growing pile next to the hole. The setting sun was bathing the small clearing in hues of gold and copper, lighting up Clay's red hair like the flames of a campfire. 

"You know what would be fun?" Cylas said, her voice breaking through the quiet, and sat up, "Twisted bread. And marshmallows, maybe. Also, I've never had s'mores." 

Clay, who'd been leaning against a tree and staring into the distance, turned slightly to look at them, "What?" 

"I was just thinking how the sun is making your hair look the colour of fire which made me think of campfire which made me think of twisted bread because it's amazing." 

"You could just say that you're hungry, you know," Clay replied with a snort, "That's why we did bring snacks along."   

"I am not hungry per se," she said, "I'm just craving twisted bread, apparently. Never really get to have it because... well, I rarely happen to be around campfires. Plus, doing stuff alone is no fun." 

Clay shrugged, pushing away from the tree and going to grab a beer, "Camping alone can be fun, though. Just winding down, enjoying nature. It's peaceful. You should come along sometime - unless you'll end up acting like Griffin." 

Just as she was about to reply, her stomach grumbled and she rolled her eyes, "Hang on a sec, about those snacks you mentioned - what do we have?" 

Instead of replying, Clay opted to just throw the assortment of bags at them. They only just so managed to avoid being smacked in the face by a pack of Bifis, and Clay's beloved goldfish crackers flew past their head, while the bag of Cheez-its landed in their lap. 

"Your aim sucks ass," she commented. 

"Good, I wasn't making an effort," came his deadpan response and she laughed before leaning back to grab the crackers. 

Clay sat down next to her and helped her back into a seated position before handing her a can of cider. 

"Aw, you thought of me," they almost cooed, bumping his arm with their shoulder. 

"'Course I did, I'm keeping drinks for you in the cooler whenever I know you're in the area," he replied but refused to look at her, and although it could've been the sunlight playing tricks on her eyes she thought she could see him blushing. 

She grinned as an idea formed in her head and she picked up the bag of Cheez-Its before throwing it at him, "How awfully cheesy of you," 

Clay lifted a hand to easily catch the bag and quirked an eyebrow. 

It was then that they noticed how quiet it had gotten. Some birds were still bravely singing on against the dark creeping closer and the crickets were louder than a city-dweller could even begin to imagine, but the sounds of digging had stopped. Clay groaned and made to get up, but Cylas grabbed his arm. "Wait." 

They carefully put down their cider and proceeded to sit up on their knees. Then they leaned forward until they were resting on their forearms, and scooted just close enough to the hole to look over the edge. Behind her, she could hear Clay's barely contained laughter and a breathy call of "Are you for real?" which made her smile. The woman sitting slouched in a corner of the hole however was not smiling. In fact, she wasn't doing anything at all. Under other circumstances, Cylas would have assumed the weather and physical exertion had become too much, but it wasn't hot enough for that - not even taking into consideration how lenient and patient Clay had been so far, allowing the woman to work at a much more leisurely pace than usual. Something felt off about this. 

"So, what's the issue?" Clay called, and Cylas reached to her side, grabbing a handful of dirt, without taking her eyes off the woman. 

"Think she's trying to bullshit us," she said, throwing the soil at the limp body. The subtle flinching was almost imperceptible, but they'd become good at noticing things, "Get up, lady, there's work to do." 

As was to be expected, the woman didn't respond. 

"Next time I'll throw a rock," Cylas added and sat up, already looking around for a fitting projectile. 

Clay chuckled, "Here, use this." 

She looked over to him and caught the empty beer bottle he threw her. 

"Really? Littering?" she said, raising an eyebrow in mock surprise.   

"We'll pick it up afterward. Just don't break it." 

"Sure, I'll throw it gently," they replied, voice dripping with sarcasm, and finally found a suitable stone, roughly the size of a table tennis ball. 

The woman still hadn't moved and Cylas was determined to change that. "Alright, honey, last chance. Drop the act and get back to work or I will throw something. Might hurt you." 

No reaction. 

They looked from beer bottle to rock and back, before tossing the bottle - gently - into the woman's lap. She visibly startled and lifted her head, staring at Cylas with wide eyes. Just in time to see the rock flying towards her face. It hit the earth wall right next to her head and the woman shrieked. Cylas smiled. "Next one won't miss." 

Pale-faced and trembling the woman stood up but made no moves to pick up the shovel again. Instead, she stumbled closer to the edge, her hands lifted in some type of pleading manner. "Please, let me go. I'll do any-" 

"Blatantly not," Cylas scoffed before turning towards Clay, "I think the lady needs the assistance of a strong handsome man to do her task." 

The woman paled even more and immediately recoiled, pressing herself against the opposite wall. 

"No, no, it's okay, I'll get right back to it, just please don't hurt me." 

As soon as Clay's figure appeared next to Cylas, the woman scrambled to grab the shovel and resume digging, while Clay eyed the hole critically. 

"Hm, haven't gotten very far yet, have you?" he said, voice devoid of any of his usual warmth, "Not used to hard work or just lazy?" 

"I- um- I'm sorry, I just don't know- I've never done this before and- please can't you just let me go?" the woman rambled, but neither Clay nor Cylas paid her much mind. 

"She doesn't look exhausted in the least either," Cylas mused, "Not a drop of sweat as far as I can tell. Seems she's really been slacking off back here." 

Clay scoffed, "That's what you get for being nice I guess." 

"Nice?" the woman shrieked, "You call kidnapping someone and forcing them to dig a stupid hole under threats of violence 'nice'?" 

"At least so far it's mostly really stuck to threats," Cylas said with a snort, "He can be very different. Some might say that I'm making him soft." 

He rolled his eyes at that and held his bottle out to them, "Mind holding this for a moment? I'll be right back with you." 

They took the drink from him and watched as he jumped down into the hole before turning to sit back down and drink their cider. 

"Anyway, where were we?" she said once Clay had returned and finished cleaning his hands. The sound of digging resumed, accompanied by quiet sniffling and the occasional pained whimpers, "Right, camping. So, what did Griffin do?" 

It was darker now, the area only lightly illuminated by Clay's camping lantern and the moon. Still, she didn't need to actually see his expression to know that he was giving her one of his "are you serious?" stares. 

"Right", he said after a moment, shaking his head at the way her mind could jump between topics and easily move on from situations, "Basically, he was being a big whiny baby about it all, complaining about the blow-up mattress and how uncomfortable it was, whining about mosquitoes, and the fact that there were no proper toilets close by also shocked him. Seemed surprised that camping actually involved camping and not a 5-star hotel." 

"What? Mosquitoes? In nature? Were there other bugs and critters as well?", Cylas replied in exaggerated shock, "And you expected poor Griff to go through that? Why didn't you tell him in advance that there was bound to be creatures? You clearly just set him up for failure." 

"Damn, you looked right through me," Clay said with a chuckle, "It was all just a ploy to get him off our backs." 

Cylas leaned back on her hands and stared up at the sky. The night was almost completely void of clouds and she was once again amazed at how many stars were actually visible away from towns and cities. 

"Come on, lie down with me," they called over to Clay who raised an eyebrow but complied. 

"What kind of  nefarious plan do you have now?" 

"Wanna look at the stars and use you as a pillow because the ground is uncomfortable," they stated, giving Clay just enough time to settle and get comfortable before scooting up to him and resting their head on his arm. "And as much as I love stars and campfires, I don't think proper camping would be for me. Could I do it? Yeah. But... I'm a spoiled princess at heart and need my luxuries." 

"Choosing a soft bed over a blow-up mattress and me? I am offended." 

She snorted, "More like choosing a bathroom and plumbing over pissing and shitting in some bushes." 

"You have such a way with words," he replied, his laughter vibrating in his chest. 

"So, Mister Nature-Man, tell me something." 

He furrowed his brows, "Like... what?" 

"I don't know, nature stuff. Tell me about the stars." 

"I can point out the Big and Little Dipper to you, but that's about as far as my knowledge goes," he admitted with a shrug. 

Cylas rolled her eyes, "Make stuff up then, not like I'd know the difference." 

He chuckled at that and focused on the sky above them. Cylas did the same, and for a while, they just lay there in silence, except for the crickets and digging woman. 

Clay was right. It was peaceful. 

[farcillesbian]

im so. god I had such a yuri night I have so much to tell you all yuri nation:

- went to the skate park and we ended up hanging out for 5 whole hours

- I got comfier with skateboarding!! woohoo!!

- we were listening to music and then she was like omg I'm gonna get my guitar from my car, is it ok if I play a couple of my songs. so she fucking played and sang two of her original songs to me and it was such a privilege to get to hear it. and she's so talented. and in fact she asked to record herself on my phone so I could play it back on the speaker and she could play along to the recording and so now I have a recording of her singing and playing guitar saved on my phone and the clip ends with her giggling and I am so fucking gay about it I definitely fell a little bit in love in that moment

- I decided to try skating down a ramp and she had offered to help me by letting me hold onto her. so I HELD BOTH OF HER HANDS WHILE I WENT DOWN AND SHE RAN WITH ME TIL I STOPPED. this happened twice btw.

- we went and had a bite to eat at the tim Hortons across the street. and we were def stoned lol and just chatting and eating and I swear at one point while I was talking I caught her looking at me. but also she was excitedly telling her about this sports bra she got that was comfy and made her feel so cute and happy about it AND SHE SHOWED ME A PIC OF HER WEARING IT. like it *was* just a sports bra but I was so gay in that moment it was like. uhm. yes that's wonderful Sidney. 😳 she has no idea how that was for me lol.

- then we spent time chilling in the grass watching the stars come out and listening quietly to music and it was so pleasant. our shoulders were touching at one point and I was like god I am so fucking gay.

- while doing that I had to run away for a sec to go pee across the street lol and when she came back she told me she'd been practicing her voice training a bit while I was gone and she actually like was trying out her higher voice around me and she told me that she rarely uses that around anyone because she's shy and nervous about it. but she shyly spoke to me like that 😭 it was really fucking sweet and I felt so privileged that she felt comfortable enough around me to do that. and her voice is genuinely sooooo beautiful (both her upper and lower registers) I love listening to her speak

- she also talked about how sometimes people who see her at the cafe will say she's pretty or people will say that someone saw her and called her pretty and she has trouble believing that they're being genuine and not just like. thinking they're Being Nice™ because they notice she's trans. and I was like well I mean i genuinely had this "who's that pretty girl and why does she know my name" moment when we ran into each other last week. and she then asked me if I was nervous when I went back up to say hi the next time I was in and I was like MAYBE A LITTLE... and she said she noticed my hands shaking 😭😭😭 but she also was really happy I said hi to her 😭😭😭😭

- after she had played her music for me she also talked about how it meant a lot that when I heard her play at the festival in the fall I told her it sounded very midwest emo to me. and that to connect on a music level like that is something really important and special to her. and I'm like SAME.

- she also told me she really likes how I'm always paying attention to positive art. like I'm always noticing little trans graffiti and stuff and showing it to her.

- when it got cold she lent me an extra hoodie from her car and told me yellow suited me 😭

basically like if she didn't have a gf I would probably think she's into me and tbh I still am kinda wondering that because she said she had questioned in the past whether she's polyam and decided that she's probably not but I can't help but wonder. idk this could mean anything and either way this is such a beautiful deep friendship. it feels so real like we can both be fully ourselves with each other

[ducknotinarow]

2007 Summer - All Symbol Headcanons please uwu  

| Send me a symbol and I will write a headcanon about…  For multimuse blogs, please specify!

Summer's turn, I'm working on a redesign of her so expect that in the next five to ten. Summer an oc type I haven't made in a while purely a child for two characters I love XD Since shes oc here a fun fact on how I go about her. I sort of take from IDWS Casey (ironic considering her bio father is also Hun now pft) and Boom studios Raph to shape her personality so she would still stand out on her own but have their traits in a sense.

𝓕 : My muse’s handwriting. (Is it good, bad, difficult to decipher, do they prefer writing by hand or with the help of some form of machine, e.t.c.) 

"Nope 'hats parta my name gotta 'ave it"

Not sure what the bigger surprise is here that summer's hand writing can be read or that shes a somewhat decent speller. so it's pretty easy to decipher what she spells and such. Summer write larges though matching her her more out going personality with a space space between them because she prefers to have company of others around her. Funny considering her Dad's but maybe not also for this reason Summer dose not like being alone. The small loops she sometimes uses over rounded or pointed ends also is to say she is close to a few selected people considering her family this very well. The hockey stick I feel is self explained Summer got hockey fever from Casey she will never be cured uwu

Why did I start making these personality analysis off hand writing now? I felt it game me more to say for these sections haha

✈ : My muse and  traveling. (If they do it frequently and why, if they never left their home town, e.t.c.)

"I only really been 'round I guess? why go anywhere else 'his the best state afta all..an' I ain't ever steppin' a foot in Jersey." Summers no where near as well traveled as Raphael or even Casey I feel shes only been around New York. From going around herself to being with her Dad's or other family members. Not to mention traveling to play against other schools as well. Northampton may be the furthest since her Dad's will take here there for family trips even inviting everyone along. But Summer will not go to Jersey her New York blood forbids it u-u

✿ : My muse and nature. (If they are an ‘outdoorsy type’, like the sound of bird’s singing, if they have never set foot in a forest, e.t.c.) 

"I 'ike to help out when he go campin' an' such. I mostly love winter though dad's shoulda named me Winter. Cause the lakes freeze up and we, all three of us, can go out an' jus' do stuff. Like playing hockey! even if Dad more aims to tackle pop's to the ground." Summer loves the outdoors, when they do go out to the farm house she is never inside even with her being a city kid she loves getting to climb the tress, she loves going to the docks with Raph or Ariel as well. But as mention she kind of favors winter for the simply fact all three of them can hang out since Raph's able to walk around a bit more sure he will year round but Winter draws less attention his way.

☼ : My muse’s first memory. (Where it was, who was with them, how this memory makes them feel, e.t.c.) 

"hmmm let me 'hink a sec, uhhh oh! my first live hockey game! Pops even gotta tag along with Dad an' I!" Summer was doomed from the start to become a puck head nah I kid. It's well known how much Casey love hockey and how big a fan of it he even is. Casey is the reason Raph loves it even though not a puck head himself since Raph likes all sports about the same I feel. Summer has taken after Casey a lot in making hockey more than a thing she watches. Casey insited she had to see a live game and it was easy to bring Raph along though I can't imagine Casey wanting Raph to miss out of that moment either. Hockey has for sure become a thing the three of them share a love for however. I can just see them going all out for the games to points they have full hockey related talks between them that it feels like they are speaking a whole other language. That apartment is roaring with life during game nights for sure.

Summers memory of her first live game is special for these reasons, getitng to be with her dad's seeing a hockey game in person I like to think she managed to catch a hockey puck thrown by who would become her favorite player of all time. She still has the Jersey from then now its just used to collect signatures from the players she wants to frame it once it filled up.

☙ : My muse’s favourite food. (Bonus: A memory, be it good or bad, associated with said food.)

"anything Aun'ie Von or Mikey makes cause..may dad's can' cook."

Anything edible with favor that is brunt u-u look Casey and Raph try their best somehow Casey fended for himself for years and I'm sure Raph had to help in the kitchen here and there and not just licking bowls clean. But they can not cook with out burning it to some point. Summer best meals are anything Mikey or Von make because it's not burnt and Summer didn't know food could not be burned u-u but if I was to give her a favorite food for sure? I feel shes so true to her love of hockey she would say hotdogs from conssesions stands specifically. All-beef hot dogs are topped with a homemade onion relish, sauerkraut, and brown mustard because New York. She'll settle for street carts to though.

♬ : My muse and music. (What type of music they like listening to and in what context, what music they would never listen to, e.t.c.)

"I love music! I 'ike rock n roll mostly but I also like Rap, Metal, Hardcore, Punk. I kinda of 'ike pop music as well. I sort 'ike country too"

Summer love music she learned her Dad's both knew how play and wanted to learn to play as well where they both play a guitar Summer prefers the bass her self. Which requires a different set of skill and knowledge to play. She just prefers the lower octave that comes from the sound of it. And to Summer it makes sense since her Dad's play the guitar she should play the bass. Summer love trying to play her favorite songs to practice it's maybe the only time this girl sits still and isn't causing trouble and something she is near as dedicated about as she is Hockey. Once she has a computer she uses it to download sheet music.

Summer also likes to play out songs from the little mermaid for her sister Ariel it's kind of how she learned to play when she first got her guitar, likely because she has heard those songs so many times it made it sort of easy to work with.

Summer of course geners are based of her Dad's own like but she likes pop music herself and has a guilty pleasure for country music. She sort of just likes music in general. Shes not much for classical but she can still appreciate it. Music has become something of any outlet for her, depending on her mood there is just always something that fits right. If shes feeling sad she likes to listen to somber songs, when she practicing hockey she prefer rock and such. I wouldn't claim she is a good singing but she can at least carry a tune. She has a radio strapped to her bike when she rides it she will sign to the songs uncaring if anyone listening.

When she was a baby Raph used to slightly sing to her in that deep raspy voice of his and it always calmed her down or helped her drift to sleep. Summer as a young kid could still get Raph to do it of course he feels a tad embarrassed when others are around but summer don't care she wants to hear him sing. Of course, this doesn't change even as she becomes a teen and some she will still ask if shes really low and down and Raph just gives in every time.

Summer also love to make covers of songs and change their genre taking pop songs and making them into rock ballads ect. Of course this is all instrumental.

Her all time favorite is Joan Jet and kind of sets her style Bad Reputation being her favorite song.

↺ : My muse and the past. (Do they live in the past and struggle to let go of past grievances, or move on more easily, is there anything in their past they want to forget, e.t.c.) 

"..I used ta not care 'bout my past but..Cause I didn' know 'bout so I guess 'm figurin' 'hat out." Before Summer didn't care about where she came from or who was behind her birth. Not many adopted kids do worry about this in contrast to my other adoptee oc Nina who did it's because Summer always had one home and one set of parents and a whole family even to turn to. So she never had that insincerity in her life to Summer they gave her up and she got a family thanks to it. Soon though Summer would learn who those people were she dosne't know who Gabs is herself but she knows who Hun is and that rocked her and will be something she struggles with for a time even going so far as to dye her hair the same shade as Casey's. Sure she will worry that Casey and Raph will hate her now because of where she came from. Of course this is just a childish fear that gets sorted out because Raph and Casey have made it clear they see Summer as their own kid.

To summer if your good and turn bad you can be good again and same goes the other way around. If you were bad turn good you can be bad again. Much like Raph she feels the whole lepard's don't change their spots. It's why she can understand here family reservations about Bishop but why she didn't hold Mikey's betrayal against him. Which has extended to herself if she feels this is ture then that must mean she is bad too because she come from a bad person. Learning Casey isn't any different of course, does help Summer try and learn her lesson on the mater. But it is still hard for her to get over the fact of her being related to Hun. It extends to her not wanting to meet Gabs either. Which may be cold on Summers part (I personally don't think it is I feel kids have a right on if they want a parent in their life or not, from personal experience.)

☾ : My muse and sleep. (How much they sleep, how much they wish to sleep, if there is something that never fails to put them to sleep, e.t.c.) 

"hmm 'ike sleep good cause ya get tried but sleepin' means I don' getta do things."

Lets just say Summer sometimes sacrifices sleep to stay up watching movies or videos all night long that she sends to Ariel mostly the cursed annoying or weird cryptic stuff

✧ : My muse and art. (If they have an artistic side or not and why, favourite artist if they have one, e.t.c.) 

" 'ike drawin'? not my 'hing much."

When it comes to Art music is for sure summers art outlet. As I mentioned before she loves it and even plays and listens to just about a little of everything. She surprisingly pretty serious about it she knows cords and notes she can read sheet music and even has been learning to write her own. Shes not much for lyrics her self but she can come up with a tone and mood pretty easily. It's also how she connects to how she feeling when she has no idea how to handle what she is going through.

❃ : My muse and social media. (If the muse is/would be on social media and why/why not, their general opinion on it, e.t.c.) 

"Oh yeah course I use it, 'm mean who ain't on social media?"

Summer I feel has a tumblr but she dosen't personally use it she only got it to follow her sister and send her stupid annoying anon on asks but Ariel knows it her. Worse when she shows Ariel the ask shes gonna send to make sure it makes sense. She isn't much into tumble herself it's not much here scene. She is on twitter a lot mostly to follow news on hockey and her favorite players. Often she live tweets during games or shes retweeting Ariels cover song post so people can see how talented her sister is.

Summer also has Instagram she has two accounts a private one for her own photos its mostly for her self mikey at least I can say follows it he would have it when he gets older. If any other family has one she lets them follow. its mostly just family pictures her and her Dad's mostly sometimes she sneaks pictures of Casey and Raph being gross and cute together. Or it her and Ariel selfies decorated with a ton of stickers and such.

she also has a public account that she uses for music posting when reels got introduced. And sometimes with do live streams when she wants to show something she wrote herself. She takes lifestyle photos as well for her public account at the rink or around the city even sometimes.

I feel she has snap chat but its only used with her team mates.

✉  : My muse and others. (If they social and outgoing or more introverted, and why. If they prefer communicating with others face to face or in written form, e.t.c.). 

"well not many people get me I guess?"

Summer, has a history of dealing with bullying for a short time as a kid. Because well she was wired, she was passionate about hockey and turtles she didn't act like the other girls in her classes. She didn't want to just swing or chase the boys on the playground she wanted to play like ninja and such but the boys thought it was weird and wouldn't play with her either. Often she teased and called turtle girl, kids even starting to make rumors that she ate turtle eggs down at the beach. Summer tried to get along with them she really did but she never wanted to give up the things she likes because her family never thought anything wrong of her but maybe something was wrong with her. She kept the bullying mostly to herself only really telling her sister about it because she just couldn't understand why they were so cruel to her. The bully did start to get physical having rocks thrown at her one day at school so of course it came to the attention of school staff meaning dad now knew and she was in pure panic over her dad's learning about it.

Summer dose get move to another school after some time, a new school new kids and such, of course it meant she was the new kid she did try to lay low hoping to avoid the same issues happening again. Her new school having a hockey team it was boys only but because of this she was allowed to try out and she made it being the first girl on the team. Which did wonders for social life if anything it just reaffirmed her love for hockey her team mates were pretty cool and the following year more girls started to try out to join the team as well.

Summer is very outgoing she loves meeting new people and holds no fear in starting conversations with them. Coming from a block where everyone knows each others mad her a social butterfly growing up around mutants leaves her with out much fear on non humans creatures as well. She doesn't have a lot of friends but she is friendly and people like her enough often they get intimated by her more rough and tumble self but those who get past it she shes just kind of a dumb harmless idiot. With a temper issue cause she will get into fights Casey showed her how to hit the best with a hockey stick after all.

▶ : My muse and level of education. (If the muse has some form of education, what education they perhaps wish they had, e.t.c.). 

"blaaah I hate school."

Summer is a human girl in America meaning she has to go to school. She dose go through the required education levels getting her high school degree of course and despite my jokes about it Summer dose in fact go to community college at least. she earns a bachelor's degree because Summer wants to make sure she can get a decent job. Something that can assure she will have it for a long time so she isn't job hunting. Because she needs to be able to take care of her Dad's when they become old men. uwu

She gets it in music actually and winds up becoming a music teach well doubling as the coach for the school hockey team because she wanted to have both things she loves.

◐ : My muse and animals. (If they like animals and treat them well, do not care for them at all, e.t.c.). 

"Be werid if I didn' 'ike animals? I mean I got turtles in my family?"

Summer isn't like most who likes cats or dogs ect she likes things likes Rats, reptiles and to Raph's dislike bugs. She of course loves Cat's and dogs still shes just more for the other animals, often as a kid she used to put bugs in her pockets and refer to them as he babies and yes Ra[h freaked out every time a bug crawled over him when picking her up.

❒ : My muse and gifts. (If they are good/bad at finding gifts, good/bad at receiving gifts, good/bad at wrapping gifts, e.t.c.) 

"I'm the best at gittin' presents." I feel Summer would be a pretty good gift giver in truth in that she will not give up on getting that perfect gift for someone often second hand bought or a lucky find on her end. But damn it she's not giving up till she gets her hands on it.

☘ : My muse’s relation with their family. (If they speak with each other and how much, if they are close or estranged, e.t.c.). 

"I jus' wanna be worth the family 'hat found me an' took me in"

Summer loves her family theres no doubt about it she binds herself to it however she can. And sort of puts to much pressure on herself because of it she just wants to make them proud of her she wants to right by them. She doesn't so much life for herself as she try to more be there for them. There is no real reason behind this on her end more subconscious if anything. It's most notable with her family life. Summer sort of takes up a nurturing role towards her Dad's I've shown this a bit in that Summer will openly snatch Raph's cigerates away from him and put them out. When Summer's around them least as a teen I feel she will limit there drinking to at least two cans. Summer learned to cook from Mikey and Von and takes over cooking responsibilities from her dad who never should be in the kitchen. Reducing Casey to getting the shopping list at least. Oddly enough shes pretty good at planing out the week meals. If she goes to spend the weekend with her sister than she will make up extra food through the week to make sure her Dad's are fed when shes gone.

She sort of extends this towards her sister as well in anyway she can be part of something she will try, like how she over excitability hypes Ariels covers on twitter so to help draw attention her way. Summer I feel shows this best when it comes to Bishop where Summer maybe should be on the other side considering Bishop hurt her pops and even Casey has a dislike towards them because of what happened to Raph as well she support Ariel even telling her it was okay she was happy about Leo seeming to have feelings for Bishop. Summer is very close to Ariel sure they are cousins but she has never not refereed to her as her sister. Even seeing Donatello as a third dad and Von as her mother. They are just near about on the same level as her Dads of course she she is obviously closest to them.

Von is of course her go to for girl problems even if she grossed out by this stuff and wish she didn't have to do it. Von also is someone she can turn to when she just needs advice because they share things in common she sort of took on a trait from Raph that she likes to hide out with her aunt when she needs to just get away because her aunts kind of outside of things herself so it give her a space in a sense.

Don i haven't really explored their relationship but as a baby summer had a habit of taking Raph's mask off she sort of used his green eye as way to know he was there, often she try the same if casey wore his hockey mask. Summer was very fussy as a baby so only a few were allowed to hold her and Don was one of those few often because he has green in his own eyes. Summer has just seen him as like another dad in her mind someone she can turn to when Casey and raph aren't around she find him calming to be around. Despite her destructive behavior she dose know to behave in his lab and around anything he's working on. She has no clue half of what he says but he holds her attetion in a way most don't sometimes she recall something he said and it helps her in her class, im pretty sure she asks him for help with school pretty often because it only make sense when uncle Donnie explains it over her stupid mean teachers uwu

I made a remark on Mikey's but i' expand here I feel Summer it sort of like Mikey in that she is has a lot of empathy in her for others. And I feel this is something she and Mikey connect on because of it. It's often why she so more concerned for others around her and tends to over look herself even why the mess with Hun being her biological sperm donor hurts her because how dose that effect her Dad over herself. It's why she can understand what Mikey did and why she never lashed out like her sister dose. Mikeys kind of who she turns to when she just needs to talk to a non-parent filling in a more older sibling role for Summer. She sometimes even refers to him as being her older sib here and there and Mikey sometimes plays along with it mostly to annoy raph and Casey.

Splinter is grandpa she loves him and behaves for him the best. He was sort of her first teacher and I feel she often looks back on his lessons confused and not sure she follows his advise all that well it's very summer interrupted. On subject of granparents she is also close to her Grandma on Casey side. I feel like she spent a lot of time around the women and shape her personality in maybe the worse way of not giving much of a shit. She will take her death pretty hard because she was very close to the women its almost hard to understand she can die even if thats dumb.

When it comes to her Dad she of course is close to them both and share many of both their traits even forcing herself to talk like them when she was just a kid. but she is closer to Casey somethign Raph points out when stating she looks up to him which is why. Everyone has thier heros and Summer's is Casey. She's well aware he meant to be scary to some but summer sees nothing but her soft marshmellow dad that she can get away with murder with (Raph isn't any different and summer dose take advantage of this with both) Summer just wants to be like Casey shes wants to be someone others count on and can relie on she wants to be able to do that for others as well. She dosen't need a flashy life just one surrounded by her loved ones with the abilty to take care of them. Casey is someone she just never wants to disspoint so she often too hard on herself because she sort of set her Dad on a pedstool

[stuffromymind]

Neck Beards, COVIDiots, Stupidity and The Power Of Silently Projecting Malice.

So I'm at a little/pricey grocery store in the south end of the town..

I'm wearing a mask cuz me lungs are fekt and the Eat-A-Bullet Hell Cough is back with a vengeance since March of 2022, (though I did get a bitchin' two and a half day respite 3 weeks ago, my first since last March. I was actually able to sing again! Short lived window... of course).

So I'm walking along the back aisle of the store and I see two, very rotund, Neck Beards blocking the end of an aisle. I'm at least 15 feet away, but thanks to me acute upper range hearing, I hear NB1 say to NB2:

"Face Diaper"

while lifting his "chin". (It wasn't really a chin as I could not discern it and his neck wattle from his chest). Because they're obviously morons, NB2 turns my way, none too subtly. I guess they wouldn't expect I heard NB1.

So I’d been holding back coughs since walking in the door, not wanting to alarm folks and tiring of the sideways stares. I had enough of that the years I gigged and DJ’d, dammit. But as I make my directional intent known with my cart, towards the aisle they’re blocking, they part like a chubby Red Sea. Right when I'm about to step between them, I let a HELL Bark loose. It hurt, as it usually does when they’re that intense. They each step back against opposing shelves like I was a whirling dervish with razors on my costume and limbs.

5 steps past I see what I want, still coughing. I look over at them.They're both looking at me, blank. They look at each other, then me again. I let another blast go that actually lifted my mask off the bridge of my nose.

I glare at NB1 and say:

"Scared? Why? I'm wearing a face diaper."

NB2 taps NB1 on the arm and motions further down the back aisle with his furry head and they fack off.

I come back out into the aisle I’d exited from, a few ticks later, and they're standing 4 aisles down, just jabbering again. Heard of a bar to hang out and have a confab in, fuckos? I head 2 aisles towards them and stop.

(I've been rather fed up with the species lately).

I stand glaring at them with all the contempt I have for COVIDiots that I can project from my eyes and furrowed brow. After about 2 secs, they stop their chin wagging, both look my way and feck off outta sight.

I had maybe 8 inches of height on each of them but they likely had, combined, 310lbs on me. Yet they bolted, in silence. Both times.

Freedumb Warrior Byatches.

If I could teach people how to project loathing and malice, I bet I could make a good buck teaching Intimidation & Confrontation Avoidance. But I don't think you can learn this skill.

It's genetics and life experience, I figure.

[universallychaoticpan]

Can you write a horse riding date with Jean? Also I’ve read like every aot fic you’ve posted and I have to say they’re AMAZING. Can’t wait to see what you’ll write in the future <3

Argh you're so sweet it's killing me!! Haven't written for Jean in a sec and I love him sm so here we go. Hope you enjoy!

It felt like a sin to waste a day as perfect this one; the skies were open and spilling perfect blue, painted with a few clouds in the distance and a light breeze sweeping the sun's heat away from your skin. The walls were restored, titans few and far between, and you had a day to make the most of.

Pulling Jean behind you, you ran over to the stables, your boyfriend still rubbing sleep from his eyes as you led your horse from his stall. In another fifteen minutes, you were at the edge of your base, Jean next to you on his mare.

"You ready Jean boy? I bet I can hit that tree before you," you goaded, your horse stirring under you in excitement.

"Oh yeah? Well tonight's rations says I beat you by a mile," he challenged, you smirking lightly as you spurred your horse into a gallop. "No fair," he sputtered, doing the same until you were side by side.

Laughing wildly, you felt your hair come undone as the wind trailed through it, clearing your eyes as the world spread itself out before you. The tree came and went, and you two kept going, tracing patterns around each other as you let yourself get drunk on giddiness. Your head was spinning with joy, delirious with dumb love that sent your heart fluttering every time you looked at Jean. Eventually you slowed down, your hands clasped between your mounts as you went.

"Hey y/n, slow down and follow me. I've got something to show ya."

You were confused but curious, following without hesitation as Jean peeled to your right. Soon you were once again racing along to the north, following the coast line not too much farther out. Slowly, the plains grew into soft hills, raised and rolling and covered with carpets of clover. It all blurred together as you moved, the hills soon giving way to woodland dappled in honey gold and gilded green. Still, the wind rippled through the branches, the birds hooting and singing far above your heads, your eyes cast up as you took in this place you'd never explored before. You'd done this before, spent countless hours mapping and surveying the island once it was safe to. But this was somewhere Jean had gone alone. And the moment he'd seen this particular place, he knew in a moment he would bring you on a day just like this; when the very air felt like possibility.

He wanted to see your eyes light up when you saw.

"Get off here. I've been here enough times to know it's safe, alright?"

You'd stopped in front of a cave. It's mouth was gaping and huge, letting you see a long tunnel that wore it's way deep into the rock and underfoot. Your mind told you to be wary, but you couldn't deny the thrill of the unknown that beckoned you in. Letting Jean guide you, you let the light of the day fade behind you, goosebumps raising over your skin as a chorus of water droplets against the stone echoed through the caverns. You passed stalactites and stalagmites hanging from the ceiling, jutting from the ground like teeth as jean's torch lit your way. It was a world of it's own, just under your feet, and you wanted to see it all.

"You really went down here yourself? Do you have any clue how risky that was?" Your grip on his hand tightened a little, and Jean laughed a bit at the nervous tone in your voice.

"Not to worry, love, I dragged Connie and Sasha with me. Wasn't alone at all."

You snickered, remembering all the antics Jean had had to sort out over the years because of your friends. "I'm sure they loved that one."

"They owed me," he shrugged. "Anyway I need you to trust me here."

"Close your eyes. I promise I won't let you get hurt."

Slowly, you let your eyes flutter closed, your senses taking over when your sight was gone.

You head the wind, far away in the entrance to the cave.

You smelled the cool, wet scent of the kingdom in the earth you now found yourself in.

You felt Jean's hands, warm and steady on your shoulders as he walked you into a new space.

It was just as dark and cool, but more open. Momentary panic flashed through you as Jean let go, before he took your hand in his and spoke to you again.

"Open your eyes, love."

And when you did, you were convinced magic was really and truly real.

The walls were painted in a million shimmering shades of blue and green, emerald and sapphire stone itself seemingly washing the dark rock in the colors of the sea. Bright as day it shone, the glow casting you both in soft glory.

Jean swore you looked like a deity.

While your eyes were on your surroundings, his were firmly fixed on you, enamored with your wonder. Like a child viewing the stars and reaching out to hold them in your hands you saw the world, in love with every detail. You used to climb the walls to get a glimpse of the world. You had joined the scouts to see it.

Jean wanted to show you every part that was as incredible as you were; you deserved to see it all.

"What do you think?"

"It's lovely," you choked out, voice and breath stolen by what you were seeing. "It almost doesn't feel real, that something this beautiful and mesmerizing exists in a world like ours."

"You shouldn't be surprised that this world hides beauty of it's own," he chuckled, taking your face in his hands as he studied your features. "After all, you're here, my love."

[stufftippywrote]

not an astronaut

This is based off a personal experience. Tw for fat-shaming, homophobia, and general assholery from an asshole kid.

The bell rings cheerfully as Bitty steps through the doorway. This was one of his favorite places when he was younger. The eclectic curios, every shape and size and color, packing the shelves were an endless source of fascination for young Eric Bittle, and the owners were friends of the family, so they knew Bitty well and didn't freak out when he picked up a ceramic pepper shaker or glass figurine and held it in his hands like an ancient treasure.

He walks through the store with that same sense of wonder now, 30 years later, and brushes his hand reverently over the shelves. They’re not looking for anything in particular today, but Bitty has told Jack about this place so many times, he simply couldn’t help but visit. Besides, you never know when you might find the perfect accent piece for the new home.

Chicken-shaped serving bowls, a porcelain figurine of a girl dancing, a set of silverware in a dusty wooden case. Bitty is spoiled for choice. As he browses, there’s a movement at the back of the store, and he catches a glimpse of someone hauling boxes through a door. He wonders who runs the place now. The sign still says Thompson’s Antiques, but he knows Mrs. Thompson passed and Mr. Thompson is getting on in years. Could it be that…

A prickle of fear runs through him.

The figure in the back drags the box to a nearby aisle and starts unpacking it, placing items on a low shelf. Bitty’s curiosity overflows. He moseys into that aisle and begins to speak, but the man raises his head before he can get a word out. He has to catch his breath all over again.

The man’s face goes slack. “I know you,” he blurts.

Eric puts his hands on his hips and gives a bright smile. “Davey Thompson. So you’re here after all!”

~~~

“Davey, this is Eric. Eric, this is our little boy Davey.” Mrs. Thompson’s smile is bright as she urges her son forward. “Why don’t you two go play at the playground while Mommy and her friend talk?”

The kid is tough-looking, with ruddy cheeks and a thick build. Eric reaches out his hand to lead Davey along the way. The minute they’re out of earshot, Davey snatches his hand back like he’s just touched a hot stove. Eric turns, surprised.

“You’re fat,” Davey says.

Eric blinks.

“You look dumb,” Davey adds on. And thus a quote-unquote “friendship” was born.

~~~

Davey stands up. He still has the same tinted cheeks and stocky build that Bitty remembers, but his face is sunken somehow, and he’s built up muscle where baby fat used to linger on his arms and shoulders. He’s got a tattoo on one arm – a Japanese koi fish, mid-splash.

“Nice ink,” Bitty comments.

And Davey Thompson, for possibly the first time in his life, smiles at Bitty. “Thanks.”

“The shop looks nice,” Bitty says, surveying the shelf like it’s his domain. “Hasn’t changed much since I used to come here.”

“You’re – you’re Eric Bittle, right?” Davey says, sounding almost scared of the answer. “From school?”

“From way before school,” Bitty responds. “You’re looking good.”

“Uh. Thanks. Same to you.” Davey looks uncertain, almost sheepish. There’s a moment of awkward silence. Davey tries to break it. “Um. So. What are you –”

He doesn’t seem to have the strength, or the will, to come up with the rest of the sentence. Bitty picks it up. “I’m a pastry chef,” he says. “I have a bakery and I cater, and I’ve put out three cookbooks. Can you imagine that?”

Davey looks kind of stunned. “Wow,” he says slowly. “Good for you. Where’s the bakery?”

“Up in New England. Providence, Rhode Island, to be exact.”

Davey snaps his fingers. “That’s right, you went to college up there. For hockey, wasn’t it?”

~~~

Bitty takes a swing at the ball. He misses, and it goes tumbling behind him into the net.

“Hah, you’re the worst goalie,” Davey says.

Somehow, Bitty finds the courage to say, “Let me play forward.” But his words are swallowed by the passing of a car on the cross street.

“What?”

“You be goalie.” Bitty gives the phrase all the menace he’s got in an eight-year-old body.

Davey laughs, a cruel laugh that sounds like ripping paper in Bitty’s ears. “Why? I can score on you all I want. That’s why we made you goalie.”

Resentment simmers like a low sun in Bitty’s gut. He wants to challenge Davey to play him on actual ice. He knows Davey can’t skate. As bad as he is, Bitty can’t possibly lose to him there. But the words stay stuck inside, plastered to the inside of his stomach, making him feel sick.

“Worst goalie ever,” Kevin chimes in.

“The worst, the wooooorst,” all four of them sing to him.

Bitty crouches low and is glad they can’t see much through the oversized goalie mask. Someday, he thinks, someday I’m gonna get them.

~~~

“Something like that,” Bitty answers easily. “And you’ve been here running the store?”

“Pretty much.” He doesn’t look very proud of that fact.

“I remember you used to say you were going to be an astronaut.”

“Ah, well –” The rose tint on Davey’s cheeks grows a shade deeper. “We were kids. I figure I missed my shot to make something of myself.”

All of Bitty’s nurturing instincts come alive. “Don’t say that. You’re doing well. Doing good, honest work. There’s nothing wrong with that.”

“Nah, man. It was just the easiest thing to do, once Mom got sick. I had to be here for her, and I … just stayed.”

Bitty gazes at him. This isn’t the attitude he expected from Davey Thompson, not in the slightest. He seems so defeated, as though Bitty’s arrival has reminded him of everything he isn’t. Bitty doesn’t want to be that for him, but he doesn’t think he has a choice in the matter. He quashes the small, self-satisfied demon that’s cackling in the back of his head. He’s not that kid anymore, either.

Just then, the chimes jingle at the front of the store. The babbling voice of a young child brightens the room. “Ah,” Bitty says, “there they are. He had to keep them outside a while before they calmed down. Little kids just work themselves up into a dither sometimes.” He offers an apologetic smile to Davey and retreats down the aisle toward the front of the store.

Suze is quiet, but it’s clear she was crying her eyes out earlier. She hangs on to her Papa with a fierce fist. Robby’s eyes are bugging out at the sight of the store. “What’s that?” he keeps asking, tugging on Jack’s slacks. Jack himself looks a little the worse for wear, but happy. That kind of tired-happy that they see in each other’s faces every night once the kids are in bed.

“Come on, Rob,” Bitty says, holding out his hands. “Want to see Daddy’s favorite store?”

Robby holds out his hands to be picked up. Bitty obliges, despite the warning creak of his back. He turns to take Robby further into the store and sees Davey standing there, staring them down.

He points. “I know you, too.”

“Ah, here we go,” Bitty says with a laugh.

“Were you in school with us? I don’t think that’s right, but—”

Jack holds out his hand for a shake. “Jack Zimmermann,” he says. “And you are?”

“My old friend Davey,” Bitty fills in. He can’t help but put a pointed emphasis on the friend part.

Davey clasps Jack’s hand but doesn’t seem to want to let go. “You’re Jack Zimmermann? The hockey player?”

“Yes, that’s me.”

Davey pumps Jack’s hand about four more times before finally letting go. “It’s – it’s good to meet you.” He looks at Suze, still curled up in Jack’s other arm. “And these are your kids? Or—” He turns to Bitty, face contorted in confusion. “Are they your kids?”

“Both,” Bitty answers cheerily. “Davey, meet my husband.”

Davey Thompson very nearly has a coronary right there.

~~~

“Hah, you’re just small all over, aren’t you?” Davey says with a pointed glance at Bitty’s crotch.

“You can’t help how you’re born,” Bitty retorts, but he pulls up his boxers right quick.

“Yeah, some people are just born stupid,” Davey agrees. Bitty instantly regrets replying at all.

Kyle whispers something in Davey’s ear. They both laugh.

“You’re right,” Davey says. He turns back to Bitty. “He’s right. They do say things about you.”

Bitty’s heart drops to his stomach. “W-what things?”

“You know! That you’re—” Davey flaps his wrist.

He doesn’t seem to have the nerve to say the word, but he doesn’t have to say it. The others in the locker room laugh.

For not the first time, Bitty is tempted to just ask, “So what if I am?” But he can’t. Not to these people. This isn’t how he wants his coming out to happen. So he just turns away and pulls on his sweatpants, ignoring the rills of laughter that echo against the lockers, and feels small. Small all over.

~~~

Davey recovers from his shock and nods his head rapidly. “Oh, I get it. Uh, congratulations. Uh, Bittle, could I talk to you a sec?”

He has that sheepish look again. Bitty watches as he retreats into one of the side aisles. “Gimme a sec,” he tells Jack, setting Robby down, and follows Davey.

When they're isolated, Davey turns to him sorrowfully. “I, uh—” Davey looks at the floor. “I was pretty mean to you in school.”

It isn’t what Bitty expected, not at all. To be honest, demons in the back of his head aside, this sort of thing doesn’t bother him so much anymore. Why should it? He’s married with two kids and a brand new home. He doesn’t spare a lot of time thinking about the distant past. “Um,” he starts, suddenly terribly embarrassed.

“No, let me—” Davey raises a hand. “Just let me. I said a lot of nasty things to you back then. I’m really sorry about it. I think about it a lot, and I’m just – I’m really sorry.”

There is a piece of Bitty that’s happy, even smug, at hearing this apology. But mostly he just pities Davey at this point. What a thing to carry around your whole life. “We were kids,” Bitty says. “Kids say dumb things. It’s all water under the bridge.”

“Still.” Davey says.

“I can’t say it didn’t hurt me,” Bitty goes on. “But I turned out okay, don’t you think?”

Davey laughs grimly “Yeah, look at you … and look at me.” He shrugs.

“You seem to be doing all right,” Bitty says charitably.

“I’m not an astronaut,” Davey says.

Bitty laughs. “Neither am I. We’re all good.” He pats Davey on the shoulder. A moment passes between them, silent, as they both listen to the sound of the past giving way to a new, kinder present.

After the moment passes, Bitty grins “Come on, I’m going to introduce you to my kids. Do you have kids?”

Davey flushes. “Yeah, I got a teenager. A real smartass. I wonder where he learned it.”

“Pictures!” Bitty declares. “Get that phone out, I demand pictures.”

Davey struggles to pull his phone out of his jeans pocket. This time, he flushes with pride. He narrates the story of each photo as they walk back toward the front.

[jackslilwhore]

Stressful Work; Jack Harlow (Part 2)

You pull up to the house, there was barely a word said in the car. Jack was stressed and you could tell. When you cut off the car, you turned to Jack and kissed his cheek. “Come on baby, let’s go cuddle and watch a movie.” You tell him, running your fingers through his hair.

“I don’t deserve you.” Jack says, shaking his head and sighing. You smile and get out of the car, where you meet him on the other side and kiss him softly, as if trying to reassure him.

“You deserve better than me.” You tell him, which leads to him wrapping his arms around you and kissing you again.

“I don’t like it when you say things like that. To me, you are everything I want and everything I need.” He tells you, which makes you giggle and hide your face in his chest.

“I love you.” You tell him, slightly muffled by his chest.

“I love you more, and don’t forget it,” He says, making you giggle. He chuckles and kisses your head. “Come on, let’s get inside, it’s cold and I don’t want you sick.” He tells you. You nod and he grabs your hand, lacing his fingers with yours.

“I got that, baby, you go lay down and get a movie started for us. I’ll be there in a sec.” You tell him, as you take his jacket from him and hang it up. After popping popcorn and grabbing two bottles of Coke, you walk into Jack’s room and see him lying there, cuddled with a pillow. You giggle when you notice that he was asleep. You set down the bowl and soda, and pull out your phone. You snapped a picture and then you walked up to the bed and gently shook him.

“Hmm..? Baby, come cuddle me…” He says in a croaky voice, reaching for you. you smile and lean down, kissing his head.

“Hold on, I brought us some popcorn and soda.” you tell him, softly. He grabs your waist and pulls you onto him, making you giggle.

“Screw the popcorn, I want cuddles.” He says, placing kisses all over your face, you smile and kiss him.

“Ok,” You say rolling off of him, only for him to lay on you, his head on your chest, arms wrapped around you. He kisses your chin, making you smile down at him and you start playing with his hair. “I love you.” You whisper as you play with Jack’s hair.

“I love you too.” He whispers back, chuckling. You look at the tv, watching ‘The Corpse Bride’. Lost in the movie, quoting the movie, softly singing along with the songs. You don’t notice Jack smiling up at you. He chuckles, which catches your attention, which makes you look down at him.

“What?” You ask, giggling at his goofy smile.

“You’re just beautiful, I can't keep my eyes off of you,” He tells you, making you smile and hide your face with your hands. “No. No. Don’t hide that beautiful face from me!” He says, moving your hands and kissing you.

“I swear you are just too cute sometimes…” You tell him, making him chuckle and lay back down on your chest.

“Well, I just want to remind you that I love you, because I don’t think you hear it enough.” He tells you, closing his eyes, leaning into your touch, as you play with his hair.

“Well, I think you say it without actually saying it, and although I don’t say it enough, I love you too.” You say as you hear soft snoring coming from Jack. You smile to yourself as you continue to watch your movie, finding it hard to keep your eyes from closing, eventually you give in and drift off to sleep cuddled with Jack.

[still-a-morosexual-help]

OBEY ME! LESSON 60 DETAILED SUMMARY + DISCUSSION/THEORIES

*I wrote this days after the lesson was first posted and never bothered to go back and edit it so meaning there will be me theorizing about the next lesson as well

*I write a small para for each chapter and I write it immediately after finishing that chapter so there’ll be theorizing about the next chapter too

*I swear more than usual here

*Some of the dialogue is heavily plagiarized and a few is lifted directly from the story, the game is to figure which is which.

*Summaries and Discussions/theories for all the other lessons can be found on this blog under #obey me spoilers or #my theories or #my headcanons

Welp this is it… DAMNNNNNN the last two seasons each had a lesson near the beginning of the season dedicated just to a date with Mammon and I’m praying S4 has one as well and though it sucks Mammon & MC’s hellos and goodbyes are always really sweet and ahhh how am I already missing them. I’m desperate for S4 and I haven’t even finished S3 yet… fuck okay. 

Post Lesson 60 edit: The last chapter goodbyes are gonna be direct quotes cause I’m an emotional mess. 

As MC is about to head outside Mammon calls out to them and tells them to bring him a cake on the way home, they ask him why he’s been so cold and distant with them lately and he frowns at them and says he doesn’t know what they’re talking about and tells them not to forget the cake and then he leaves. Asmo who had being eavesdropping laughs and says that even for Mammon that was oddly bossy and arrogant. He then asks if he can tag along with them partway cause he’s heading to the spa. As they walk past the lake Asmo tells MC not to hold Mammon’s recent attitude against him and that he’s so upset about having to leave MC again that he doesn’t know what to do with himself and since rn all he can think about is MC he’s not sure how to act around them. Asmo says Mammon’s spending too much time dwelling on this. He looks disappointed and shakes his head when he asks himself what he’s gonna do about Mammon and that he’s being a child. (IS2G Asmo is the number #1 Mammon x MC shipper???????? Relatable) MC asks him if he hasn’t been dwelling on leaving. He asks if they wish he was and says they’re always on his mind and that’s why he doesn’t seem any different now. He says the actual reason he’s still so himself and not outwardly upset is cause he has faith (HA!) that they’ll end back together again like all the previous times they had to separate. He says he’s still sad about having to say goodbye but all that makes him want to do is treasure the moments they have rn. They can hold his hand, kiss him or say that’s a really Asmo thing if him to say. He smiles and says positivity is one of his charms (Asmo ily but weren’t you the one who got drunk and cried and needed to have Satan carry you back home the first time MC left…) They eventually part ways. I’m guessing the order of the rest of the ‘goodbyes’ is gonna be Satan, Mammon and then Lucifer cause those two always end up last in that order…

EYYYYY! They run into satan and ask where he’s off to. He says he’s off to the bookstore to stock on some human books before they head home and asks MC if they want to tag along. He hands them a list and tells them to start looking from the top and that he’ll start from the bottom. He says thwy can use magic as long as no human sees them (ME: thinking back to that one human MC, Belphie and Diavolo scared the shit out of…Hmmmm). They agree and he says that knowing they studied under Solomon makes him feel safe to trust that they know what they’re doing. He says he always knows he can count on them when he needs them and that being in the Devildom without them will be troublesome (I said in the fairy dust/angel lesson that Satan & MC are incredibly similar and that their friendship is highly underrated and I still stand by that.) MC uses magic to lift a book from a high shelf and Satan warns them that someone’s coming making them loose their concentration and the book to come falling down, Satan shields them though and gets hit with it instead. They each ask if the other is alright and he says they need to be more careful that no one sees them (ME: INTENSELY THINKING BACK TO THAT TIME WITH DIAVOLO AND BELPHIE WHEN MC WAS WILLING TO BARBEQUE A MAN FOR FIRING A GUN AT BELPHIE) He blushes and tells them he’ll show what he means and he takes them behind a bookshelf where no one can see and wraps his arms around them and pulls them close (Satan what kinda romance novel pickup line was that??? Also all I can imagine is that SNL bookstore skit with John Cena & Aidy Bryant). MC can kiss him, wrap their arms around him or just thank him for shielding them earlier. He says there’s no need to thank him and that he’s just happy they’re not hurt, He then laughs softly and asks if they’ll be okay once he’s gone. They ask him in turn if he’ll be okay. He blushes and says he won’t and that just thinking about life without them was enough to drive him mad.

At dinner levi asks if everyone is there and Beel looks sad and says Mammon isn’t, Belphie sighs and says he always has to make things difficult. Levi says it’s okay and he gets it and that Mammon obviously thinks dinner’s gonna suck since Levi made it and holy shit can we pls take Levi to a therapist pls? Belphie says Levi’s beating himself up for no reason and Levi goes on a rant about how he’s an ultra-negative, depressing otaku and how no one likes being around him ajndsvddjsnk LEVI pls!!? (unrelated but Levi’s actually my third favourite) Belphie asks MC to go get Mammon and Beel tells them to hurry. They knock and enter his room. They ask him what he’s doing and he says he was just watching a shark movie Satan gave him. He asks if they’re here to tell him about dinner and that they should head back and eat and not to worry about him. He looks upset and says he’s not in the mood to eat. They say they’re really gonna miss him and he’s eyes widen for a sec before he looks away and asks if they’re some sorta kid. He then laughs though and says they’re not the only one who feels that way. He blushes and says of course he’s gonna miss them too and that they already knew that. He asks if there isn’t some other way for them to stay together forever. He says that being a sorcerer they have to make something happen. They can say a.) that despite being a sorcerer they’re still pretty green and he laughs and says the one time he needs them they’re no use at all. He blushes and tells them to hurry up and ‘ripen’ and that a green sorcerer won’t cut it. B.) being a demon he should make something happen. He says if there was something he could do he woulda done it a long time ago. Looking aside again he says hanging out with them and talking about dumb stuff is something he takes for granted and he just realized he won’t be able to do it again anytime soon, he says that once he’s back in the devildom life would be dull and that once he used to be happy as long as he had money but after they met that was ruined. And now during his free time he thinks about them and feels all worried and unsettled. He blushes and asks them to stay with him and keep him company since all this is their fault. Belphie texts them asking where the fuck they are they say they’ll have dinner with Mammon later, he then wishes them luck with Mammon.

In the music room Levi’s bemoaning how he understands that any coffee he makes won’t be good enough while a wide eyed Asmo asks him what he’s talking about cause as you can see Asmo is drinking his coffee, Levi says he never admitted it was good though. Asmo smiles and reassures him that it’s actually good and asks Belphie to back him up. Belphie says he wants no part of any of this which immediately crumbles all of Asmo’s hard work and makes Levi depressed. Lucifer pops his head in and once he spots MC asks them to come to his room. They ask what he wants to talk about, he says he’ll tell them when he gets there. To the room as a whole he says that Diavolo wants them all at the hotel the next day. This surprises both Mammon & Beel, and Satan asks if there’s another problem at the hotel, making everyone turn and eye Levi who turns red and protests. In his room Lucifer asks if MC knows why he called them and they say nope. He asks if they really don’t know or if they’re just playing dumb. When they don’t answer he says it’s about why Diavolo called them to the hotel. He says Diavolo hasn’t told him the reason behind it and asks if MC knows, saying that for Diavolo not to tell him it has to be either something that’ll supremely piss off Lucifer or something that Diavolo finds fun and exciting that Lucifer won’t like but will have to endure. They say they don’t know anything about it. He says, “what do you think you can lie to me? Have you forgotten who the fuck I am exactly!?” When they still remain silent he drops the blank faced glare and laughs saying he can take a guess at what’s going on considering they’re not willing to share. He says considering this is them they’re probably gonna do something nice for them and he tells them they’re really sweet, they tell him not to stop and to keep stroking their ego (or they can ask for a reward). He says he may considering how things go tomorrow. He then pauses and says he’s actually in the mood to indulge them today so he’ll sing their praises just for today. (They can ask if he’s sad about saying goodbye, he says yes and then blushes and says obviously that means they’re spending the night in his room – I noped out at this point. Is it weird that Lucifer’s the only brother I can’t see MC platonically sharing a bed with?) They then tease him saying this is very unlike him. He blushes and agrees, saying that when he’s with them he doesn’t have to be the avatar of pride but that’s okay because they love all the different sides of him (I thought this was really sweet, Lucifer needs to know that there’s someone who loves him as a whole even the parts of him that are massive jerks and I love that this interaction can be read as either romantic or platonic. He smiles and says he’s looking forward for tomorrow.  

The brothers are all surprised when from the hotel they are taken to the currently most popular club in the human world that has been reserved all for them, with Simeon making all the food and Luke making cakes. Luke tries his best to protect the food from Beel while Satan and Mammon say how surprise they were by Barbatos’s magic making them walk out into the club after walking into the hotel. MC asks if they like it and Lucifer says of course they do and thanks them for doing this. Solomon says he has a present for all of them too, Levi worries that he cooked for them (though he asks it with the sweetest smile cause all these demons are still hanging on to not letting Solomon know his food is toxic waste in case it hurts his feelings) and Lucifer whispers to MC that if so they might all die here. Solomon says he had offered to help cook but Simeon had insisted he had it all handled (he looks awfully disappointed when saying this). Mammon cheers on Simeon and Belphie says “…yeah I never thought I’d owe my life to Simeon but here we are” Their real present is Solomon lighting up the room with what, according to Belphie, looks like a fallen star. Asmo gushes about how beautiful it is.  Beel asks if he can eat it. Levi laughs and tells him he better not. Diavolo says they should officially start the party and everyone cheers. In a side lounge area Simeon says seeing the brothers enjoying the party so much makes all the effort feel worth it, Barbatos says he’s just happy seeing Diavolo having so much fun and he thanks MC. They say they could never have done it without their help in the first place. Simeon says it was MC to got them all working together to make this happen in the first place. Levi then arrives to come drag MC towards the karaoke (which Diavolo insisted they have – poor man’s still trying to sing a duet with Lucifer I see)

Satan and Asmo complain about Levi hogging the mic and singing anime songs, he yells at them for not understanding the raw passion and energy of anime songs (which isn’t that true? Anime songs have a unique kinda passion that makes you hyped that I’ve never being able to find in other songs..). Levi tells MC to forget about them and MC asks to sing a duet. Levi says he’ll queue up a bunch of duets and Mammon yells at Levi for hogging the mic and using this as an opportunity to hit on MC. Levi laughs and says that he’s not swooping in and doing anything the way Mammon said and that MC wants to sing with him. Mammon then blushes and demands to sing the next duet with them from MC. Asmo then calls the one after that and Mammon asks Beel & Belphie what they’re doing. They’re mixing drinks. MC says there new drink (demonous with scorpion powder and something else) sounds really good (cause they’re a freak like that) Belphie says the flavours do seem to go surprisingly well together and he asks Mammon to try some. He protests saying they just want to use him as a guinea pig. Lucifer’s drawn to the commotion and says they all seem to be fun, Levi asks if he wants to sing next and he says later, he then thanks MC for planning a fun surprise for them and that they were able to create some nice final memories in the human world before heading home. MC says they’ll share more great times together and Lucifer laughs and agrees saying this won’t be the last time they’re all together and this is just one of many happy memories they’ll share in the future. When they go back to the lounge area Solomon says they could hear them all talking, singing and laughing all the way from over here despite the music, emphasizing that they could hear Levi the most. Diavolo asks them to come sit and pours them another drink and says they were all talking about them and how they helped them enjoy their time in the human realm. He thanks them from the bottom of his heart. Solomon says last time they were all together in the Devildom and this time it was in the human realm and asks where they should be together next. Luke is surprised he’s already thinking about the next time. He laughs and says it’s cause he can barely wait for the next time they are all together. MC can suggest one of the three worlds. (personally I chose the Devildom cause the brothers aren’t allowed in the Celestial Realm and as much as I am completely in love with Mammon’s human world look I miss the aesthetic of the Devildom.) Diavolo laughs and says he’s happy they’ve taken such a liking to the Devildom and that he’d love for them to come back and that the brothers will be thrilled too. From the distance and getting closer they hear Lucifer telling his brothers to quit pushing him. Mammon tells him to just hurry up and go inside. Levi says Lucifer has to be with them or they won’t be taken seriously. Lucifer groans and asks if they’re actually planning on saying “this to him”. “Of course.” Says Satan. Belphie says it’s at least worth asking. Asmo agrees saying anything’s possible if you put your mind to it. They all tumble into the lounge area and Solomon asks what brings them all here. Lucifer looking tired says that his brothers have something to ask Diavolo. Mammon tells Lucifer not to act as if he isn’t part of this and as if it hasn’t been on his mind too. Diavolo chuckles and asks what they want to ask. Beel says they’ve all been thinking about something for a while now and they want to discuss it with him. The brothers all together yell: “We want MC to join the family!” GUUUUUYYYYSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!? Not me softly sobbing at the image this makes in my head ahhhhhhh!??????? AHHHHHH!?????????? MC’s shocked and speechless. Asjvfkjffvuiefhi pls don’t give me hope like this wtf and what do they mean by join the family cause I don’t mind Lucifer more or less adopting them, and like Beel said they already seem to be a part of the family but MC brought up proposals with A LOT of the brothers so is that what they mean? Like marriage??? But they’re all asking and other than Beel & Belphie wanting to share with each other and Asmo being open to threesomes none of them want to share MC so……. Also I do not see my OM! MC getting married at all but at the same time if it was to squirrel their way into a permanent position in the family then…

Diavolo’s wide-eyed and stunned silent, and then he asks “…huh!?” Solomon bursts out laughing. Luke is red faced and tells Solomon this is no time to laugh. Solomon still laughing chokes out that he’s never seen Diavolo so stunned. Luke pauses and then asks what exactly they mean by ‘join the family’ and then he turns red and demands if they mean marrying MC. The brothers obviously haven’t really thought about what ‘join the family’ means and only now realise it can imply marriage. Asmo immediately volunteers. Mammon red faced protests to MC marrying Asmo and then stuttering says that if they’re gonna marry anyone they should marry him (he screams the last part out after struggling through the first part). Levi gets pissed saying if MC marries a scumbag like Mammon they’d have a dark, terrible future (watch me put together a 200 slide presentation refuting this) Belphie tells Asmo and Mammon to back off before they mess things up. Lucifer, looking dead tired, says it’s already a mess. Diavolo goes, “Umm…Lucifer?” and asks him to explain what’s going on. He says the others want MC around on a permanent basis so they don’t have to say goodbye ever and they put their heads together and decided on this. “Marriage!?” goes Luke. Solomon says the demons hadn’t thought how they’d make them part of the family. Lucifer tells Satan that he can look at the others like they’re a band of idiots but to leave him outta it. Solomon asks MC what they think of all this and they say they want to be part of the family too (it’s implied through out the main storyline that generally MC’s someone who’s very calm and collected and who while being incredibly blunt doesn’t express their emotions outwardly much (at the beginning of S2 Lucifer even comments on them being more expressive than before they left) but I’d like to imagine at this moment they are wet eyed and beaming because of these loveable idiots who ARE their family even if it’s not official). Diavolo smiles and says he sees. Luke has problems with humans and demons mixing and being a family (LUKE I THOUGHT WE WERE OVER THIS!?) “Yes, Luke. I know…” says Diavolo. His face then becomes serious and he’s silent and contemplative. Diavolo looks at MC and says that though they aren’t aware of it there’s still bad blood amongst the three worlds and that no matter how much they all want to be a family and stay together it’s not within his power to let that happen. He looks upset and apologizes. Lucifer is silent. He says though that his goal is to one day remove these barriers between the worlds and that he’ll do everything in his power to make that happen, and as the future demon king he promises that one day he’ll make it so that they can marry anyone in this room (I’m screaming just MC – queer as hell and with they/them pronouns waiting in the human world for marriage to get legalized only to fall in love with someone from another world and having to wait AGAIN for marriage to be legalized… I’d have lost my entire shit.) “WELL, isn’t that good for you, you apprentice poaching motherfuckers but guess what I’m a human meaning WE can get married in the meantime… CHECKMATE, BITCHES~” says Solomon. Mammon actually snaps at Solomon and calls him a “son of a –“ before he remembers the child in the room and trails off and snaps at him not to say stuff like that. Belphie asks if Solomon can even be classified as a human given his age. (Can MC even be classified as fully human given the whole Lilith situation? I mean ik Lilith was reincarnated as a human but she still kept and passed on her supernatural magic. Plus there’s a Belphie devilgram that takes places pre S1 that implies MC’s not fully human plus that whole thing about fairy hallucination angel!Lucifer not taking MC’s word for it when they said they were human… it’s very likely though everyone here’s too dumb to realise it). Satan says at this point Solomon might as well be a demon. Asmo tells him not to pretend to be a human when it’s convenient. He laughs and says that even though he can’t grow old or die he still belongs to the human race. Beel says that maybe but Solomon isn’t playing fair, Levi agrees and says Solomon’s also making him jealous. Diavolo says MC sure is popular seeing as they are all fighting over them. Lucifer says he knew this would happen and that’s why he didn’t want them to have this discussion. Luke’s shocked that MC’s got demons and the world’s greatest sorcerer wrapped around their finger, MC asks him if he sees them in a new light now. Luke says he thinks it’s impressive but it also creeps him out.

Back near the dance floor, Satan laughs and says Beel’s eating too much, Beel says Satan’s drinking too much, Satan who actually seems tipsy says he’s nowhere near his limit and challenges Beel to a competition to see who reaches their drink/food limit first, Beel agrees. Given how much beel can eat I can only assume this is the last we see of Satan RIP. Barbatos, looking uncharacteristically extremely worried, tells them to slow down cause neither of them know to stop. Levi, finishing up his song, calls for Luke who booked next but Mammon says Simeon went to put the “little guy” to sleep and asks Levi to come play cards instead. Lucifer, who’s playing with Mammon, asks if he hasn’t lost enough at this point, Mammon turns red and says this time he’s gonna win it all back. Asmo laughs and says Mammon just jinxed himself. Belphie asks why MC’s looking around the room so restlessly and they can say A.) I don’t see Diavolo anywhere B.) where’s Solomon? Either way the answer is he has no idea where Solomon went but he did see Diavolo head out earlier. He says the two of them are probably together talking. MC finds Diavolo and asks what he’s up to. He says he wanted a break and to gaze at the city lights and sober up a little since he won’t be able to see them again for awhile. He asks them to sit next to him and then laughs and says he could barely believe his ears after he heard what the brothers asked. He says he’s known the seven of them for a long time and knows how close they are and that it’s unbelievable that they’d want to include someone new to the family (MY HEART!? ALSO FOUND FAMILY TROPE!) He says it almost makes him jealous. They say that they know for a fact that he’s very important to the brothers too. He’s like “thanks for saying that but rn you’re either playing dumb or you actually are this dumb which makes me question my taste but then again I’m also in love with Lucifer so…” and he says he’s jealous of the brothers not them (Sure, Jan. We know you’re jealous of them both don’t lie). He says he feels the same as them and blushes and says he keeps thinking about how it could be if they were together forever (Sir, pls Lucifer is right there. He’s available. Pls.) He says if their relationship was on that level and if their bond was deep and permanent like those of a family he can’t even imagine how amazing that’d be (he keeps repeating ‘family’ and the brothers weren’t even thinking marriage when they asked for MC to be part of their family and Diavolo was really shocked and he now said specifically it was them asking about being ‘family’ before Luke even first mentioned marriage that made Diavolo jealous. What I’m saying is that considering Diavolo’s lonely, strict childhood the one thing he wants more than anything is a family not marriage specifically). He smiles and says they beat him to the punch and that he asks them to give him time cause he’s gonna do everything he can to mend the bridges between the three worlds for MC and for the brothers…and a little bit for himself. He gives them his word.

Out on the balcony Solomon greets them and asks if they shouldn’t be down with the others, they say they needed a break and wanted to talk to him, he wonders if the others would be pissed if they knew Solomon had MC all to himself. He says he figured he’d stay out of the way today and let MC and the demons spend time together considering he’ll have enough time to hang out with them later. He says he can’t believe they asked MC to join the family and that he didn’t see that coming. He starts laughing again about how serious they looked and how shocked Diavolo looked, and how Lucifer looked like he had a migraine (Ik we all say Lucifer’s the sadist but have we considered…) MC asks if he really thinks it’s that funny (and I’m pretty sure they’re offended on the brothers’ behalf and hurt cause that’s what they want too.) Solomon says for him it’s funny. He says it’s common of a demon to ask for a business arrangement or a pact but he’s never heard of them asking humans to join their family. He smiles and says he’s beginning to think he chose a “truly incredible” human as his apprentice. MC asks what the demons in his life are to him, he gives it serious thought and said these days he sees them as close friends. MC asks if things were different earlier and he says they were but also asks that they not get into things rn cause the story is long and tedious, MC asks if he’s just trying to avoid their question and if he’s gonna tell them the truth or not. He laughs and says nope and that though you can’t tell it by looking at him he’s a little too tipsy. He reminds them that they’re barely a sorcerer rn and that they should leave questions like that for later until they can use “magic like this” without an incantation. He uses magic to teleport the others on to the balcony (what a snake. Imagine instead of going to a crowd to escape a conversation you use your magic to bring the crowd to you to avoid a conversation AND to set a line for MC to reach before they can start poking at his past.) Asmo says he’s being wondering where the two of them went and how naughty it was to sneak off together, Levi complains about being cut halfway through a song, Beel asks MC to judge his eating competition with Satan and Satan says it’s actually a drinking competition. Barbatos looking deeply concerned asks if the two of them intend to empty the hotel’s pantry AND its wine cellar. He asks MC to stop them. Lucifer’s goading Mammon and kicking his ass in a card game and Mammon refuses to give up (HC that Lucifer taught Mammon to play cards up in the Celestial Realm as a way to get him to sit still and NOT set the drapes on fire). Belphie comments on the card game and the party continues. (Pretty sure Solomon saw the demons as pawns or tools to get what he wants/ for more power and that he was much more ruthless with making pacts with them than he is now when he pesters Lucifer (aka getting Asmo drunk while he was upset and making a pact) the question is why? And why did Michael basically sponsor this? We know that the Celestial Realm and Devildom had just called a truce when Michael took an interest in Solomon so could it be that he wanted someone to keep an eye on the demons and the best way to do that was to have a powerful human sorcerer make as many pacts with demons as possible. I mean Solomon made a pact with Asmo mostly because he was Lucifer’s brother and Michael still has a heavy interest in the brothers so it could be possible that he wanted Solomon to make a pact with one of them so that he could see what they were doing?)

LAST ONE GUYS! :) I’m okay really :)))))))) Outside the manor in the morning, Barbatos tells Diavolo it’s time and Diavolo looking really sad agrees. (RIGHT OFF THE BAT HUH!?) Even Solomon seems upset when he realizes it’s time and then that damn song starts playing, that ending song that always chokes me up and this time it doesn’t feel as sad as last season because honestly the “Till we meet again” party really helped while last season all the brothers tried to run away with MC and that shit HURT but it still makes me choked up FUCK I want them back so badly. Diavolo comes up to MC and says they have to return and that though they weren’t here for a long time it was really fun. “So, till we meet again, MC” he ends with. Barbatos thanks them for all they did to make their stay in the human world more comfortable. He says next time they meet he’ll prepare a special tea for them that he’s sure they’ll like. From here we’re going to direct quotes because I am EMOTIONAL:

Mammon says, while not meeting their eyes: …Listen, why’re you sittin’ around twiddling your thumbs, huh? I saw how hard you worked to become a sorcerer, so I know you got it in ya. (He blushes, still not meeting their eyes) Hurry up and learn summoning magic ASAP! You big dummy… (he finally looks up at them and smiles) And once you learn it, you’d better summon ME first! All right? You promise, right? (MC can either hug or kiss him….AND YOU GUYS MUST KNOW ME BY NOW SO MC just kisses him in front of all the brothers just like that????????? – he blushes and looks away again) Dammit, now I wanna take you back to the Devildom with me… (He meets their eyes one more time, face still red)

Levi says, blushing and looking aside: …You know that game we were playing? Final Devil Kingdom… (He looks up at them, still blushing) Well, I’ve decided not to make any more progress in it until I see you next. (He smiles brightly then) So we need to get together and play it again as soon as possible, okay? I mean, I’m dying to move on to the next dungeon… (He looks up at them with a sad expression then and they can either hug or kiss him and look I love Levi but I’ve already made my choice so MC hugs him – he blushes and gets a determined expression on his face) I’m going to be messaging you a lot, okay? So… don’t ignore my texts, or I’ll cry. (He smiles at them one more time)

Satan says, looking confident and meeting their eyes: …There are several cats who come by the manor for food each day. Make sure to take care of them for me. If you’re on the job, I feel like I can rest easy knowing they’ll be okay. (He frowns, blushes and looks away then) But keep in touch. Let me know how the cats are doing every day. Got it? Every day. (They hug him and he laughs and then says with a smile) Knowledge is power. The more you have, the better off you’ll be. So study hard, and learn to stand on your own two feet as a sorcerer as soon as you can.

Asmo says, looking really upset but making eye contact: No matter how I dress myself up or how cute I make my nails and makeup, if I can’t show it to the one I love the most, it won’t be fun at all. (He smiles then) So, I’ve decided to think about it this way… I have to strive to make myself more and more beautiful with each passing day! 🤍 (He smiles even more brightly) So that one day you’ll fall for me completely and then you’ll be all mine! How does that sound? (MC hugs him and he giggles, and says smiling) I’m going to put a little something extra on my hug! 🤍 (he squeezes them closer)

Beel says with a soft smile looking in at them: …It was fun getting to eat together with you every day here human world, MC. (His smile brightens) You know, when you’re with the right person, good food has a way of tasting even better. I want to be able to eat with you all the time, every single day. I want that to be normal. And I’m going to do whatever I can to make it so that someday soon, it really will be like that. (MC hugs him and he blushes and smiles and says) Make sure you eat enough, okay? Take care of yourself.

Belphie says also with a soft smile, making eye contact: I’m glad I got this chance to live here in the human world. Spending each day together with you in your world has been incredibly fun. (He looks sad and looks to the side) …Having to go to sleep every night in a house without you in it from now on is going to be really sad, and really lonely. (MC hugs them and he blushes but his expression is still sad and he doesn’t make eye contact) Take care, MC…

Lucifer’s wearing that fond smile that makes his eyes squint shut and he says: …Never did I imagine that one day, I’d find it this hard to say goodbye to you. I’ve managed to shock even myself. (He looks up at them then) Once I’m back in the Devildom, where I can’t see you anymore, this feeling is probably going to grow even worse. I hope this is every bit as difficult for you as it is for me. (MC hugs him) …Let’s make sure we see each other again sooner rather than later. (He gives that soft fond smile again)

Barbatos opens the portal. Solomon tells them all to take care. There’s a flash of bright light and the opening song starts playing. “MC!” Yells Mammon with a bright smile before he jumps in. “Toodles!” Says a beaming, waving Asmo. “Till next time!” says Levi with a small smile. “Take care of yourself!” Says a brightly smiling Belphie. “Bye…” Says Beel with a smile. “See you around.” Says Satan with a smile. “See you next time.” Says Lucifer with a nod of his head and a smile. “Goodybe, MC.” Says Diavolo with a bright smile. There’s another flash and the portal’s closed and they’re all gone. The credits play thanking all the main and side character VAs over human world backgrounds and YOU! Back in front of the manor Solomon says it suddenly got so quiet that he feels lonely. MC’s silent and doesn’t answer him. “Hey,” he says after a bit, “didn’t they officially hire you as their “babysitter” because you came here looking for a job, you know that thing you need to be able to survive independent adult life in the human world… Did they ever pay you for that?” “…SON OF A B–” At the angel’s halo Simeon tells a sad, silent Luke that the others must have gone back home by now, Luke quietly agrees. Simeon laughs and asks if that bothers Luke. Luke blushes, stutters and denies it. Luke tries to change the topic by telling Simeon to hurry up and grind some coffee cause they’re about to open. Simeon says they still have enough time and Luke says he’s gonna take out the trash and runs out back to avoid his feelings and this conversation. Simeon laughs. The door opens and Simeon turns to tell them they’re not opened yet but trails off. ??? says, “I can see that, yes…” Simeon’s eyes widen and his mouth turns down, he’s too shocked to say anything. ??? says, “Well, look at you. I could almost believe you really are a human, brother…” Simeon’s entire face goes blank and settles on a cold emotionless expression though he still doesn’t reply before he slowly smiles, “…Welcome. So glad you could stop by, Raphael.” And the chapter, the lesson and the season is over. So…SO…you know I don’t even have words really. I’m not, we really are getting new characters aren’t we. I mean I said in some of the earlier summaries that at this point with the way they were hyping up the angels in this season that it only makes sense to bring them in BUT I never 100% believed they would and now I’m just???? They really are gonna do it holy fuck GUYS!? I need S4 badly like rn immediately but given that the break between S2 and S3 was really small AND that they maybe introducing at least 2 new characters the break between S3 and S4 might be longer AND I get it y’know but still I desperately need this now. Holy shit. And Simeon’s facial expressions! How he looked surprised and upset and then how his face just shut down (something we rarely or never? See from him) and then how it smoothed out into a smile ajsdvbkdwhskcjksk Raphael’s way of speaking fit exactly with what I imagined after what Asmo, Lucifer and Belphie said about him. This kinda formal, authoritative, cold, distant way. And the tension between him and Simeon!? “BROTHER!????” Does he mean brother in the same way as the Sins do or is it more brother in arms the way I see Lucifer and Simeon being in the Celestial Realm? It felt cold compared to them. Pls give me a heavily dysfunctional, distant and cold angel family to contrast with the dysfunctional but close and loving demon family I WILL SCREAM. I’ve screamed all my angel and celestial realm theories in the previous summaries (there are a lot) so I’m not gonna go into detail about them here but I will say I’m keeping my fingers crossed for morally dubious/grey angels who believe they are completely in the right at all times and I’m deeply scared of getting at least part of S4 without the brothers as we are introduced to the angels – I mean don’t get me wrong I’d love if they took time to introduce us to the angels without the brothers’ dynamics with them being involved and to give us a chance to hear their side of the story before they have the whole reunion between everyone BUT I’ll also feel the heavy withdrawal effects of being deprived of the brothers so yeah. Overall the goodbye to the brothers felt far more uplifting than last season’s one given that they ended with the upbeat opening song and not the melancholic sounding ending song. WOW okay. I’m gonna try and get through the hard lessons and unlock the chapters I couldn’t since S2. SEE YOU NEXT SEASON! LOVE AK 🤍