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Jewelry Gifting Ideas for Special Occasions

Introduction - 

Jewelry has always held a special place in our hearts and culture. It's not just an accessory; it's a symbol of love, commitment, and sentiment. 

When it comes to special occasions like birthdays, anniversaries, weddings, or even just to say "I love you," jewelry gifting is a timeless tradition. In this article, we'll explore some exquisite jewelry gifting ideas that are sure to leave a lasting impression on your loved ones.

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Birthdays: Personalized Birthstone Jewelry

Celebrating a loved one's birthday calls for something unique and personal. Birthstone jewelry is a perfect choice, as it adds a personal touch while being beautiful and meaningful. 

Choose a piece that features their birthstone, like a necklace, bracelet, or a pair of earrings. You can even go a step further by customizing it with their initials or a special message.

Anniversaries: Eternity Rings

Anniversaries are a time to celebrate enduring love and commitment. Eternity rings, with their continuous line of diamonds or gemstones, symbolize everlasting love. These rings are not only elegant but also carry a deep emotional significance. 

You can choose between different metals and stone options to match your partner's taste.

Weddings: Bridal Jewelry Sets

For brides-to-be, receiving a stunning bridal jewelry set is a cherished tradition. These sets often include a necklace, earrings, and a bracelet or a tiara. Opt for pieces that complement the bride's wedding gown and theme. 

Pearls, diamonds, and cubic zirconia are popular choices for a timeless and sophisticated look.

Valentine's Day: Heart-shaped Jewelry

Valentine's Day is all about expressing your love, and heart-shaped jewelry is the perfect way to do it. 

Heart-shaped pendants, rings, or earrings convey your affection and devotion. Consider choosing a piece that incorporates both your partner's birthstone and yours for an extra touch of personal connection.

Graduations: Inspirational Jewelry

When someone you care about graduates, they embark on a new journey filled with hope and dreams. Inspirational jewelry, such as a necklace with a meaningful pendant or a bracelet with an uplifting message, can serve as a constant reminder of their achievements and aspirations.

Mother's Day: Family Tree Jewelry

Mother's Day is an occasion to celebrate the incredible women in our lives. Family tree jewelry is a thoughtful choice, as it represents the bonds within a family. These pieces often feature the birthstones of family members arranged in a tree-like design. 

It's a beautiful way to show appreciation and love to mothers and grandmothers.

Just Because: Personalized Jewelry

Sometimes, the most touching gifts are the ones given for no specific reason. Personalized jewelry allows you to create a unique piece that reflects the recipient's personality and style. 

Engrave their name, initials, or a special date on a necklace, bracelet, or ring to make it truly one-of-a-kind.

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Conclusion - 

Jewelry has a magical way of conveying emotions and creating lasting memories. Whether it's a birthday, anniversary, wedding, or any other special occasion, gifting jewelry is a timeless tradition that never goes out of style. 

By selecting the right piece that holds sentimental value, you can make any occasion even more memorable for your loved ones. 

So, go ahead and add a touch of sparkle to their lives with the perfect jewelry gift.

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Hi!! I was wondering if you could do the gang(separate) with a fem!reader who is odd? Like zoned out a lot(kinda in her own world), she likes to connect random things like rocks or bottle caps or dice. 

The reader will go on a walk and then come back with a pocket full of things she's found and then she's like: “I found this thingy it reminded me of you” 

Summary: The gang with an "odd" reader

Warnings: none

Authors Note: none

PONYBOY describes your "oddness" as whimsy. He thinks it makes you more mysterious and adds to your charm. He'll always accept your gifts and remember all the context behind them. Pony likes to mirror thinks that you do, so if you give him rocks, he'll get you rocks. He's always a very detailed oriented person, so he's always filling you out on the things you missed when you zone out.

JOHNNY is totally whimsical with you. He loves collecting rocks, he's all for giving fits from the heart and not the materialistic stuff. He's always going on walks with you, just enjoying the scenery. If you're not talking to him or interacting he'll zone out like you. The gang thinks you guys are both so weird because you're sitting together staring out in the distance.

SODAPOP always think the "odd" girls are cute. He likes the dreamy and philosophical girls that just blurt out their random thoughts. For some reason he really likes doing your hair, so you always have a neat braid or two. He also likes your rock collection and has names for all your big rocks. They're all silly names, but they make you crack up so you keep them. Soda also likes to watch you zone out. He's always curious about what you're thinking or what you're looking at.

STEVE is also a bit absent minded and aloof. He's always zoning out too and he's totally missed important things because of it. He likes when you get him silver trinkets. He says it makes him feel like he's dating a crow, but he's got them all displayed up somewhere. He's always covering for you, if you zone out during class and a teacher tries to pick on you he'll secretly tell you the answer. He feels totally and completely responsible for you!

TWO BIT is secretly always attentive. It's stemmed from something into childhood but he learned that he could make better jokes with niche details that no one would really notice. He loves it when you have messy hair, he thinks it's cute. He has a BIG collection of beer caps and bottles that you try to add to whenever you either drink a beer or find a cap somewhere. Once you found a really special one that he was looking for and he couldn't stop hugging you.

DARRY loves "odd" girls, he finds that their dreamy and philosophical esque personality makes them feel effortlessly more mature, which was always what he was into. He'll always try and help you with things such as collecting. He'll try and give you things to add to your collections and tries to find the ones that are hard to find for you. He also loves going on walks with you but he admires you rather than nature.

DALLAS thinks that "odd" girls are just weirdos. He's not a very nice person, and it shows. He collects beer caps and silver jewlery, and the best gift you'll ever get is an important piece of his jewelry collection or you to wear. He likes hearing your thoughts because it lowkey makes him feel smart when he thinks about stuff like you. He also is an avid zoner outer and you two literally never know what's happening.

[noeou]

MEMENTOS OF YOU.

as the scariest students in the nrc, they can't help but spark curiosity in those around them when he's found with a rather 'adorable' souvenir. little do the others know they have a rather 'adorable' lover with a matching one back at home.

includes: riddle rosehearts, leona kingscholar, azul ashengrotto, jamil viper, vil schoenheit, idia shroud, and malleus draconia.

contains: fluff! romantic. overbolt gang. implied immortal lover for malleus. implied long distance relationship. reader is referred to as 'pretty.'

more like this: masterlist.

sincerely noe ,⠀my middle finger is cramping because i can type with every finger but my thumb and index. i wish i could've written more this weekend, my apologies :(

riddle : an earring in the shape of a rose.

yes, just one. at home, you have the other.

he rarely ever takes it off, only when he cleans it or goes to sleep. but even for the latter he has a spacial velvet case for it.

he keeps a simple silver earring in his other ear, because he isn't the biggest fan of feeling something on one ear and not the other.

the adeuce duo are the only ones nosy enough to ask about it, making their housewarden redder than the piece of jewlery itself.

"are you two done staring?"

riddle was sipping his tea, trying his utmost best at ignoring them. it was their whispering to one another that made it so impossible.

"uhm, yea... i guess." their eyes said otherwise.

"what is it?" riddle sighed, putting his glass down.

finally looking away from him, they exchange glances with one another.

"hurry then, speak."

"why are you wearing that?" ace asked, subconsciously tugging on his own ear.

"— and where's the other?" deuce added.

you couldn't help but wonder if the blush on riddle's face resembled that of the one he had in the moment, as he recounted the story to you.

leona : a photo of himself.

yes, he left you with a massive portrait of himself. how romantic.

he keeps a smaller one of you everywhere. in his wallet, under his pillow, in a random flower pot...

ruggie has even memorized what you look like after finding a photo of you everywhere.

when he first found the lion doing something other than sleeping, enma couldn't help but ask:

"who is that?"

leona didn't move his eyes nor attention away from your conversation lighting his face as he messaged you. but he wouldn't pass up a moment to talk about you so, he'll answer the newbie's question.

"who is who?"

enma pointed at leona's phonecase, and repeated, "who is that?"

"yn?" he asked. looking at the case as well, only you would have noticed his glare soften for a second. "yn."

waiting a moment to see is he'd continue, enma proceeded, "who's yn?"

"why is that any of you business?" leona sat up, setting his phone down beside him. answering for the, now pissed off, house warden his phone lit up with another notification from you. the heart next to your name saying all it needed to.

azul : fisher’s net keychains.

the meaning is unbelievably corny, he refuses to tell anyone what. (including you.)

he found them when he was looking for a gift to give you when he asked you out for the first time.

high on the feeling of adrenaline when you agreed to the first date, he thought that the fisher's nets symbolized how, while there are many fish in the sea, you still caught him. completely enthralled in everything about you.

it's a small trinket with his many, many keys. a constant reminder that the new bowl is only temporary. (i need to get over this fish stuff, im sorry.)

tossing the keys up yet again, looking for a gold one that looked like every other one on the chain. azul let out a huff, beyond frustrated by now. he was supposed to be on a phone call with you, but he left his phone in his office.

not a great way to end the week.

as if drawn by his struggle, a nosy eel popped out, behind him.

"whatcha doin'?" floyd questioned, examining the keys with more intent than the other.

with holding his scream, azul sighed, "floyd... i was looking for my office keys. what are you doing here it's past curfew."

"your keys are too loud."

oh.

"here they are." floyd pulled up the mini net chain, a specific gold key much like the one azul was looking for. "you always keep these to in their own ring, thank me later! and stop being noisy."

how was it possible that a simple net could leave the house warden as flustered as he was? thankfully, floyd was too tired to care.

jamil : a mini music box.

he found them at the marketplace, two that looked very different but at the same at the same time.

one had a person, hugged by snakes in the center; upon opening. the other had a man and a swan at his feet.

you can guess which went to who.

he made you pull an all-nighter with him, trying to pick music for it.

“this?” a random tune played from the antique. as tired as you were, you couldn’t help but laugh at the stupidity of it.

“when you remember me while you’re at one of the prestigious schools in the land… you want to listen to beatboxing?” you were near tears at the thought of it.

“well actually it’s for you.. i’d say my first beatboxing attempt went well.” jamil didn’t look at you as he continued fidgeting with it.

“oh im sorry— every time i miss the love of my life, and i can’t call you ‘cause of our conflicting schedules, i’ll want to listen to your beatboxing.” you snatched the gadget from him with minimal force, “i’ll find something, you dork.”

vil : a mirror.

he's one that used magic on it before gifting it to you. you both can see each other in its reflection, upon request. it's not in a creepy way, it's voice locked so not anyone can look into it.

it's convenient because you two aren't cropped on your screens and can see one another whenever.

rook has walked in on him using it once and boy was he confused.

most of the time, he'll watch you do whatever in your room or just the room itself when your out. it's relaxing and soothes his homesickness.

"oh my— vil! you creep!" you nearly screamed when you entered the room, the familiar form of your lover staring right back at you through the glass of the mirror. letting out a laugh you through a jacket over the surface to cover it.

"hey! how rude." the housewarden glared at you, a silence taking over.

you tossed you bag on you bed, grabbing a seat and sitting infront of the mirror. mirroring the fairest's position.

"you're taking care of yourself." he noted, finally.

a smile returning, you broke your stare and looked away embarrassed. "you as well."

"ask me." he smiled back, softly.

only the question he asks you most came to mind, curiously you obeyed, "vil, who's the fairest of them all?"

"you who continues to plague my thought, dear. it's been a while... how are you?"

idia : plushies of each other.

he found you could make custom ones when he was looking for some of his favorite character, when he was procrastinating packing.

he has so many of you everywhere in his room, it's arguably the cleanest item in there.

the one he keeps on his lap when he games actually has a small bluetooth speaker in it, that he connects his phone to when you both call.

he also has a small one he keeps as an ipad chain, the sight of it made headmaster curious. what a great way to start the first day.

"idia shroud!" crowley's booming voice scared the introvert to something near death, if not death itself.

"h-headmaster? w-what- no- can i help y.. you?" idia asked, glancing around, nervously.

"who's this? err.. what's this?" crowley lifted the mini you with the hope of a closer look.

unable to speak and wishing he could jump into the screen of his ipad, idia decided he might just do that from now on.

malleus : a compass filled with magic.

not just any compass though, compasses that were tuned with magic from the wizard himself.

it was so many years ago that he gifted yours to you, keeping his for himself. when you found his, you couldn't help but 'decorate' it a bit.

while malleus found all the compass coated in the charms and what not of your favorite colors, he found it endearing. much unlike his caregiver who couldn't stop laughing for a week straight.

lilia helped him do the same to yours, telling your lover it was only fair he did it back.

"lilia, are you almost done?" malleus peeked into the general's room, fiddling with his hands, "i was hoping to get it back to yn as soon as possible..."

"ah, you youngsters with you impatience!" lilia didn't look away from his project, tongue sticking out at the corner of his smirk as he concentrated. "the sooner you stop distracting me the sooner i finish!"

"very well," malleus stared at lilia, equally as anxious and hesitant as he was when he entered.

you happened to run into the sight of him pacing outside of lilia's quarters, curiosity getting the best of you. "malleus, my love, is everything alright?"

looking up from his gloved hands, he smiled at you, "hm, i suppose. can i assist you, dear?"

"yes," you smiled up at him, hugging his arm, "have you seen my compass, by chance? my locating magic is failing me at the moment."

you already have the fae's marriage blessing, you can reign all hell on him now.

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Ella OC post

( very unfinished but will be edited as i add to her character)

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Name - Ella Hvalheim

Class - First year Class C

Homeland - Norway

Height - 180cm

Birthday - Kept secret, because she hates parties and big groups of people. Only Jade and Ortho know, Ace and Deuce cant be trusted with secrets lol

Dorm - Ramshackle

Twisted from - Belle (beauty and the beast(grim lol)

Hobby - Reading and drawing and walks at night or during gloomy weather such as fog and rain.

Likes - Pretty scenery, sleeping, painting, and Pavlova.

Dislikes - Unskippable dialogue, bright light (the sun), people who mess up books and bend pages, and Crowley✨️

Best subject - Alchemy

Club - Mountain lovers club

Talent - Patience and really steady hands.. i guess?? And a big vocabulary hjdsfdsfhj very much "um actually-" potential

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A magicless person from a different dimension, stuck living with a direbeast in a run down dorm belonging to a prestegious school for magic. A terrified stranger to this world, Ella avoids people like the plague and is often found seeking comfort in the school library, or locked away in her room. Books are everything to her, wether its fiction, textbook, sketchbook, or picturebook, she allways has at least one nearby.

Despite being soft-spoken and anxious, she has trouble saying no when people ask her to join stuff, and ends up getting dragged along by her friends into all sorts of stupid nonsense.

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Smaller "fun facts" i guess??

She has snake bites, and pierced ears.

In her original world she had a lot of silver and steel jewlery, as it is worn for protection in old times in Norway out of superstition. ( mythical creatures were often thought to be allergic to the metal. Such as fae, Nøkken, etc) Though after being brought to twisted wonderland she really only has one neckalce and a pair of earrings, that she refuses to remove at all costs gjlkdfskjfdjk

She really REALLY likes studying folklore and myths, and the thought of being in a new world with new books to read... shes jittering alone in the dark of her room from chugging coffe so she can stay up and read more fdshkhdshdfsaslijisadoiu

She keeps a journal that she writes about her "new discoveries" in Twisted wonderland, writing down peoples names, birthdays, likes and dislikes, the plants that are simmilar to home, and stories about her new life here etc. Its all written in Norwegian so that nobody would be able to read it though teehehehehee

Other characters thoughts and interactions with her-

this part will expand as i remember and come up with stuff dfshdsksfd

Grim -

BESTIEE !! LITTLE KITTIE !! SO CUTE !! very much an emotional support cat. Lets her hold and pet him when she gets stressed. Pretends to disslike all the attention due to his pride, but deep down worries about her and likes being held. She brushes his fur and ties his ribbon for him all the time, its relaxing to her.

Grim takes on the role of "the beast" while Ella is "the beauty" as they live together in ramshackle. Like the beast, hes self centered, rude, inconsiderate, and deep down, very very lonely. Ella scolds him all the time for his behaviour, but not out of disliking him, rather because she worries about him. After a rocky start, they build a strong friendship.

Heartslabyul-

Riddle- He likes her since shes quiet, polite, and tries very hard with her studies. Though he wishes she would talk more, and not mumble so quietly all the time. Him and Ella get along, and hes even helped her with her studies a few times, taking pity on her for not being from this world, and explaining things to her. It messes with his ego slightly when she says hes "so smart!" when he answers her questions, saying hes such a cool housewarden. And yes hes a little upset about their height difference, but pretends not to be.

Trey- Helps him with carrying groceries during trips to buy baking ingredient from Sams,

Cater - On her first week of school she asked him where the school library was, two seconds go by and shes been draged into extroverted shenanigans including Lillia and Kalim. He felt a little bad after learning she has social anxiety, so sometimes he invites her to hang just the two of them.

Ace- Thinks its both boring and calming how she doesnt really do much, he comes to ramshackle with Deuce for weekly study time. Ella helps them with the subject they struggle with, and they help her with hers.

Deuce-

Savanaclaw-

Leona - Stepped on his tail and has been avoiding him ever since, she thinks hes still upset with her.

Ruggie- Wants to pet his ears really really bad.. but stays away from him for the most part.

Jack- She often sees him going for runs when she goes for her walks, hes invited her to join before but she has a hard time keeping up, she still joins him once in a while though. They bond over both being from a colder place, and they suffer together dyring the summer fdkjldfsjkfdsjfj. Ella is from our universe (real life lol) and is from north Norway, so both her and Jack sit in an iflatable kids pool full of ice during the summer sjhfdfdsfdh

Octavinelle-

Azul- Tried to hire her as a janitor for the lounge when Jade told him about her strong dislike for people, thinking it would pique her interrest to have a job with little to no people bothering her. But when he tried to ask her, his overly buisnessy talk and unnerving aura scared her so bad she ran away..

Jade- BESTIES They met when they were partnered up for a project in alchemy, and despite his.. creepy vibe, way of talking, and such, they start to get along, and eventually become friends.

Yes the slenderman drawing i made is the canon way he made her join the club, and yes she knows about slenderman ( cause creepy folklore stuff!! weeeeee!!) and yes she tought he might be real in this universe and almost cried.

Floyd- Had a massive giggle fit when she explained Nøkken to him, and now wont stop joking about drowning her in lakes, and asking if her and Jade found any cool lakes during club activities.

Scarabia-

Kalim- OH DEAR GOD WHY

She doesnt dislike him, he just.. hes a lot.. A LOT

Jamil- Very very thankfull for him keeping Kalim distracted when shes around fsahjsahfdhjgfh

Pomefiore-

Vil- no no no no no no

Rook - Her first meeting with him was when she was still a janitor at the school (before crowley let her and grim be students) when he was doing his usual Rook stuff.. and following people.. He gave her the school uniform she wears, it was a leftover pomefiore shirt and skirt, esetially dragging her off to Pomefiore to play dress up fsdkhfdss. As a hunter, he sort of takes the role of Gaston since shes based on Belle, but you know.. less gross.. Just yet another extrovert who haunts her fddffdshjfdsklgfkjlgfk

Epel- She had a massive giggle fit when he told her what his name was dsfdsjhfdshfds Epel sounds like saying Apple in norwegian but with a thick dialect.

Ignihyde-

Idia- Tec-illiterate normie.. but also a friend of Ortho, so he tollerates her fdshfsdsdfaiai

Ortho - Shes in the same class as him, he sees a lot of similarities between her and Idia, hes the first friend she made at the school willingly. Very much the "she said no pickles" friend, and has often talked for her when she gets too scared. Ella is almost entirely tech-illiterate and gives Idia a headache when she asks the most basic questions, but Ortho remains understanding of her situation of being from an entirely different world where not only tech is different, but icons, symbols and terminology as well. He at some point wrote down the basics for her on a sheet of paper that she now keeps in her journal.

Diasomnia-

Malleus- Nightwalk besties

Silver-

Sebek- Oh dear god no

Lillia- AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

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[nishiyako]

Iced (NSFW)

Paring : ProHero!Kirishima x Insecure!Reader

Tags : ice play, body worship, vaginal penetration, creampie, mind numbing, panty stealing

Summary : As the wife of pro-hero Red Riot, you try your best to look presentable always. After an anniversary dinner, Ejrio notices you get insecure about your weight very easily, no problem. a bit of Ice and cock will clear your mind perfectly.

Being the wife of such a popular pro-hero, Red Riot wasent always easy. You always tried to look your best when you were out with Ejiro, high heels and dresses that would hug every part of your toned body. You didn't do any hero-work yourself. You always tried to keep your body in perfect shape.

You always looked like a living barbie in public, but in private, that's when you still shined for him.

Your hair would be freshly dried as you walked around wearing nothing but his sweatshirt, snacking on whatever food there was in the house.

The countless times Ejiro fucked you over the kitchen islands always gave your ego a little boost as he knew you were still an insecure girl under all that glamor.

During your anniversary, you wanted to go above and beyond. You wore a fiery red dress to match his signature red hair and eyes. also to show just how much you were his.

"You ready, baby?" He asked as he opened the penthouse door open for you, "born ready." You said with confidence oozing from your voice. As the elevator dropped and you rode in his sports car, you ate at the best restaurant in the city.

As you ate dinner, you noticed Ejiros ruby eyes traced every curve of your body under your dress. Every detail was burned into his brain, like the opening to show off your thighs or the subtle silver jewlery around your wrists or the way your lips wrapped around the straw of your drink.

He was alredy throbing at the sight of you, what if he just started to fuck you right here? In the middle of the restaurant. Letting everyone know you were his. He wanted to embarras you, yes. But he didn't want to cause a scene.

A bit of convincing later, and you found yourself taking off your panties and handing it to him under the table. He held the peice of lingerie in his hands as he stuffed it in his pocket.

He watched you squirm in your seat as your cheeks turned red. The friction of your thighs rubbing together only made you worse, yet you we're so good to watch.

On the way home, Paparazzi was pooling around the both of you as you waited for his car to return from valet parking. He held you close, making sure your dress wouldn't ride up your body. They could stare all they wanted, but that part of you was strictly reserved for him.

Once back at his penthouse Ejiro locked the door behind him as he gave you bedroom eyes, before you knew it you were backed up into his wall as he rubbed you raw under your dress, his lips intertwined with yours. you loved how he was always so straightforward with what he wanted. It made it easier to please him.

You pulled away as you caught your breath, every anniversary it was tradition to indulge in eachother at the end of the day but you wouldn't eat that much during them, but the food was so good you couldn't control yourself.

"Not tonight, honey." You said he looked at you perplexed. You'd always be taking the lead other times, but now you've turned a new angle.

"I ate a lot at the restaurant. Maybe we can do this another night?" You reasoned, yet he didn't really get your point. "You don't want to?" He asked to try to get your perspective."No, I want you too, but I gain weight really quickly..." you said with a silence following your sentenc

His eyebrows raised as he realized you were insecure. A slight laugh escaped his lips as he held you tighter, "I don't care," he said. Okay, rude?

You looked at him confused, "I don't care if you put on a little weight tonight. A man who can't accept his woman for who she really is is an idiot," he reassured. Ejiro loved every single part of you. Sure, you looked like a supermodel most of the time, but he loved every version of you no matter how many there are.

"Now let's get you out of this dress" he said picking you up seamlessly to bring you to the bedroom, he laid you down on the bed as his hands traced down your body, down your hips, down your thighs, then to take off your uncomfortable heels.

He cherished taking off your dress, it was like opening a present just for him, your clothes were thrown to the floor as he left you lying naked on the bed.

He admired you, making sure to memorize every part of you like this. He towered over you as unbuckled his bed, you watched as his hands struggled with his zipper then shorty tugging it down, his pants fell to the floor as you saw his twitching bulge being only slightly covered by thin fabrics.

He started to walk away, and he exited the room, shutting the door. You questioned if you did anything wrong for him to leave so suddenly, or maybe he had a suprise.

In a blink of an eye, he was back, this time holding a cup full of ice. He had a smirk on his face as he knew exactly what to do with them.

He started to strip himself after placing the ice on the bedside table, "what's going on?" You asked. He didn't bother with a proper response. All he did was give you a kiss on the cheek as he took an ice cube and placed it in his mouth.

He kissed you, your lips felt the freezing sensation alredy, numbing them yet making them yearn for more, his lips traveled to your jaw and neck, giving them cold kisses before finding himself in between your chests, gentle sucks and nibbles were placed on your nipples making them perk up from his teasing.

Whines started to creep out of your mouth as his hands teased you. He moved his body lower as his his mouth teasted you with cold sensations, and his hands played with your sopping slit. It sent tingles through your body as the cold drips ran down your body.

He brought the bowl beside him as the ice melted in his mouth. He took a new ice cube as the frozen water dripped down his wrist, he moved his body lower as he started to kiss your sensitive clit, he toyed with you even more.

He rubbed the ice over your belly, you hatted seeing yourself this full but he loved seeing you in everyway. He rubbed the ice kn your clit numbing it only to stimulate and warm it with his tounge.

You started to seep into a fuzzy mindspace. You couldn't think about your insecurities if you couldn't think at all, right? After a few minutes, the ice started to disappear as Ejiro used everything on you, worshiping your body and toying with it to make you feel nice.

"You want it, baby?" He asked slapping his cock on your wet slit, you whined for it practically begging for it. He pressed down on your stomach as he slipped in almost seamlessly, his hand felt how deep he was in you, though it didn't show directly on your skin, it showed in your movements and noises.

Your breath was restless as you clinged on the cold soaked sheets of the bed. His thrusts were slow yet deep. He watched every single movement your body made trying to read your emotions.

Ejiros cock stretched you out so good your brain fogged, he knew he was big so he always tried to be gentle with you not wanting to break you instantly.

The bed started to rock ass his hips, moved back and forth. He was hitting that perfect spot inside you that made you go crazy. Watching you whine and moan for those ice cubes made him want you even more.

He just wanted to turn off that brain of yours so he could pleasure you more. Please you until you go crazy.

Your hands wrapped around him, scratching and etching your nails into his back as he controlled the angle of your hips for more leverage, thrusting into you deeper and quicker.

Your iced body started to warm as the intensity plagued your mind, rendering you useless for the moment. Your only purpose was to make those epretty noises while he stuffed you so good.

All that foreplay paid off, you were close and so sensitive, your body felt sensations every time he thrusted in and out of you, sensations you'd never get tired of.

Your legs started to tremble as his thrusts got lazy. Thank God the walls were thick. Your moans were basicly screams and yearns for him.

Ejiro grabbed you by the hips pulling you down on his cock. He filled you up until the fluids dripped onto the sheets.

You were out of breath, a glisten of sweat on your forehead and a watery shine on your body.

He held you close, cherishing every moment, not wanting to waste a single second.

Note : I noticed a lot of people really enjoyed my "Behind the Scenes" Kirishima fic, so I wanted to write another one! Thank you to everyone who interacted, I've been writing for years, and only now have I convinced myself to start posting.

[strawberry-spectre]

MORE HCCCSSSSSSS (mostly Spelldon)

Hc that when Spelldon's around Valentine, he doesn't wear pure silver jewlery so he doesn't accidentally burn him.

Human turned vampires can go into the sun (although they get burned) without turning into dust. Born vampires turn into dust when in the sun so a lot of the high ranking vampire lords have human turned vampires to do their bidding.

Valentine mainly feeds on emotions esp love but sometimes his vamp urges of biting and drinking blood gets too strong so he would (GENTLY AND CONSENTUALLY) bite Spelldon and drink a little bit of his blood as a way to keep his urges at bay.

Spelldon's eyes always glows but it's more obvious in the dark, his blood is also gold and it glows too cuz it's cool :3

Spelldon tells Valentine ALL the gossip and drama that happens amongst the gods, so when Valentine finally meets them, all he can think about is that

Similar to vamps, Spelldon doesn't get his full powers until he does something worthy. However, he can learn a small amount of magic through practice and studying.

Spelldon feels like he's behind everyone else in his family because he doesn't know what he wants to do in the future, Casta got her full powers in her early teens, and he's kind of rushing to find who he is (he and Howleen would get along great lmao)

Spelldon def goes to protests whenever he can, he'd make his own patches, bring food and water and give them out for free, help anyone even if it's just holding their iCoffin while they tie their shoe laces, he'd march and hold his sign up as high as possible

Spelldon would wake up at the crack of dawn to watch the sun rise, then go back to bed and sleep for another hour, he loves golden hour, esp when its warm with a slight breeze

Spelldon made half the clothes and accessories in in closet, he has a corner in his room where he does all his DIY stuff

Spelldon has glow in the dark star stickers in his room ceiling, he put his star sign next to Valentine's :3

Valentine's favourite type of jewlery to wear are earrings, esp the gold ones with dangly red gemstone details

Valentine does not have a good poker face, his expressions show everything he's feeling/thinking, Spelldon however, has the BEST poker face ever

Valentine had wings but Lord Stoker cut it off and hid them because he feared that Val would gain too much independance, so now, Val has small wing stumps on his back. If he gets his wings back they will automatically reattach together. He also doesn't like people touching his back because of that. (think maleficent 2014 in that one scene)

Spelldon pierced Valentine's seconds in Val's bathroom when they were still in their 'just friends' phase (there was a lot of romantic tension)

That's all for now :DDD I thought I might make this post a lil longer bc I'll be going away for vacation in a few days for abt 3 weeks and I can't post during that time lol.

[mattyb4rosie]

⊹₊ @mattyb4rosie... rosie. pink. vanilla. matt's best girl. music luver. libra. madison beer enthusiast. red dye. cats. mirror ball. billie elish. silver jewlery. horror movies. Iced chai lattes.

I promise to start posting sooner than later :,( I'm really busy becuase of school and I work a lot but I enjoy writing and would love to get into it more! see you soon lovelies!₍⑅ᐢ..ᐢ₎

[babyxbluexmoon]

☁︎ ash girl | pt. 1 ☁︎

Na'vi! Jake Sully! x Fire! Na'vi! Fem! Reader/Oc!

Warnings: Not proof read.

synopsis : Jake Sully had been living with the omaticayas as one of them for quite a couple years now, and after learning the forest, the creatures off by heart, he finds something new.

Jake watched his best friend, Neytiri, marry the man of her dreams with a smile on his face. He knew her and Tsu'Tey would make womderful leaders for the clan. He had been a Omaticaya for the last three years now, and it has been the best time of his life. He could walk, run, he was free. He new knew this forest like the back of his hand, and the creatures like the back of his five fingered hand.

However, it was then he almost felt something watching. He turned to look over his shoulder, and his eyes widened slightly at a shadow like figure quickly moving out of sight. All he saw was a flash of.. red? Though it didn't look like an animal, more.. a na'vi. He got too curious and decided to follow it, the important part of the ceremony was over now, so he could come back for the after celebration.

He ran after the figure, using his senses and soon heard a.. Thanator? He approching quickly but quietly, and peeked around a tree, a gasp excaping his lips at the sight. There stood a red na'vi woman. She was a light red colour with darker red markings, and blacl paint around her eyes, a few stripes on her arms, and thighs, and ankles. She wore silver jewlery, two silver rings in each ear, a silver necklace, and a silver chain around her waist.

She wore black clothes over her breasts with no straps,then a black ripped mini like skirt covering her low regions. The thanator had red paint over his black body, and he found it interesting how she connected with him, and got onto its back. "She connected with a Thanator..?" He mumbled, but then saw her ears twitch and she looked right at him. Her eyes were a firey orange, blazing into his soul, darker than an Omaticaya.

"Uhh.. hi?" He spoke, and she quickly sped off woth the Thanator. "He-hey! Wait!" He ran after them, but soon had to call on his ikran, amd chased them. He landed infront of her, and his ikran roared, causing the Thanator to roar back and she hissed at him. "Hey, hey. I'm not threat." He said in thena'vi language, and she tilted her head when she saw his extra finger. "Demon.." the red girl spoke and he blinked a few times. "Excuse me?" He asked and she hissed loudly again.

She pulled out an axe like weapon, and Jake flinched, and gulped. "Wait, wait.. I am Na'vi. I promise, I am Na'vi." he said gently, and she tilted her head. "You omaticaya?" she asked and he nodded, "Yes, I am apart of that clan. I was sky person, now I am na'vi. I adapted." He said to her and she seemed to think for a moment, then slowly lowered her weapon and spoke english. "I sorry.. I no used too... this?" She spoke, her english was broken, but not bad, honestly.

"What.. what kind of Na'vi are you?" He asked her and she looked down for a moment, then back at him. "You people know I people as people of ash. Ash People." The woman replied and he slowly got off his Ikran, and she swung herself off of her Thanator and approched him. Before he could blink, she took ahold of his hand, inspecting it intensley with those sharp orbs. Her eyes were like slits, and the pupils so.. diamond like. Beautiful.

"My name is Jake.. you?" He asked, and she looked up at him. "Zuru'iki." He repeated the name in his mind, smiling slightly and feeling his heart pound slightly harder as she ran her fingers over the lines on his palm, and his extra finger. "You strange." She said, her voice was slightly deeper than Neytiri's, but gentle. "You are strange aswell.." he replied, looking at her hair that was half shaved, long and straight. No beads, no braids, no feathers.

However, she did have silver jewles around the her head, held up by her ears. On the middle of her head, between her eyes,but a bit higher but a silver cross shape, with ingraved markings covering it. She was stunning. Gorgouse. Outstanding. Every word the male could think of. "Zuru'iki.. where do you come from?" He asked, being curious. Neytiri never mention ash people before, and especially not red skinned na'vi folk.

She let go of his hand and pointed to three moutains, one huge one in the middle, and two smaller ones slightly infront of it. "There I home. There me clan." She said, and he nodded slowly, "may.. I go there?" He asked, an urge to learn of these new na'vi's. She shoom her head, "You omaticaya. You clan not happy you come." He took him a second to understand her, but spon caught on and sighed. "Then.. may I talk with you about it. We could find a place to sit?" He offered. "I would.. honestly, like to get to know you." He said.

She thought about it, and looked bacl at her thanator with a quesrioning expression, and the beast made a noise, seeming to shrug. She turned back to him and nodded. "We sit there." The girl pointed to a floating moutain, and he wondered howshe would get up there without an Ikran, but shrugged and nodded. "Alright, want a lift?" he offered, but she shook her head and we over to her companion.

He got on his Ikran and flew up into the aor, watching as her thanator ran through the trees, then stopped at the edge, looking up at the floating moutain. Suddenly the thanator walked away and Jake stopped Bob, the Ikran in mid air, wondering if she decided to leave, bit suddenly they came running back, and the thanator leapt off of the edge, and almost flew across the gap upwards, until landing on the floating moutain. "Whoa..". Jake flew over and got off thecreature again, detatching his braid and going over to her who also detatched her from from her beast. "That was amazing."

They sat down together and while Jake crossed his legs, she dangled hers over the edge, his Ikran sat on a ledge behind them and her Thanator curled up next to her. "So.. what do they meant by 'Ash people'?" He asked and she looked over, then pointed to the tallest moutain. "Watch." She spoke and after a couple minutes, as he was about to ask what he was looking for, the moutain, which turned out to be a valcano splurted out lava. "Most na'vi die near.. but we touch and be fine." She explained. "We fire na'vi. We one with fire." She explained and he gave a surprised expression.

"Why choose na'vi?" She asked, they had been talking for over an hour now, night slowly falling. Jake didn't mean too, but he slightly forgot the celebration, he didn't want this to end. Talking with her. "I betrayed my race because we were in the wrong. I fell in love with the forest, with the animals , and with the people." He said and she nodded slowly. "You betray sky people.. brave." Zuru'iki praised.

Her use of english made him chuckle every so often, the way she would forget to add words, or pronounce words wrong. The only sentence she could truely say propperly was, 'I see you' and he only knew that because she spoke to her thanator. "I see you, Omopaoni." She said, and he almost purred, nuzzling her. "Omopaoni? Thats a neat name. Did you pick it?" He asked and she shook her head. "He born it. He tell me when bonded." She replied and he made an 'ooo' expression. "You can understand them?".

"We understand Thanator. Thanator understand us. We one Thanantor." She explained and he understood, it reminded him of some of the other clans, how one clan were only horse riders, and another bonded only with Ikrans. These ones bonded with Thanators. Jake found that brilliant, considering one chased him the first time he came to the forest and how Neytiri explained that they did not like na'vi.

The night became darker and darker, and the little white dots on both their faces illuminated, aswell as the plants around them. It was then he noticed the orange flame like glow in the middle of the three moutains, and wondered how he never noticed it before. Why only now was he discovering this new side of na'vi. "Why dont you and the omaticayas get along?" He asked, "and also, why are you here?".

"In old time, ash and forest fight over land. Ash want fire, forest want tree. Soon, ash murder many forest, making ash outcast na'vi." She explained and he nodded slowly, understanding. "I here, i sent here by olo'eyktan, see." She said, now that he didn't understand, but decided not to ask further, but then she answered for him. "Olo'eyktan curious omaticaya." She explained and he nodded, noe he understood.

"I get back, dark." She spoke and Jake felt that he did not want her to go, he wanted to keep talking to her. More than he wanted to talk to Neytiri when they first met. "Wi-will I see you again..?" He asked her as she got onto her thanator, then looked at him. "Do wish too?". He nodded frantically, "I-I really like talking to you. Could we.. meet here again?" He asked and she nodded. "We can. Tomorrow, Jake Sully." With that, her Thanator jumped roght off the floating rock and he gasped, running to the edge and watxhing as they handed on a tree branch, then too the floor, heading towards the moutains.

"Wow.." he said, a sicky feeling in his stomach, but it was an addictive feelings, like little wings fluttering. Like anxiety, but he wasn't in panic or fear. "Until tomorrow, Zuru'iki..".

____

Jake Sully woke up extra early, getting on his Ikran and flying to the floating rock. He didn't care if it would be hours before seeing her, he'd been up all night awaiting day break. Bow sat on the rock, he looked out at the three moutains, longing just to see her red face with black paint, and soon he couldn't help himself. He flew his companion towards the fire na'vi.

As they got closer, he could already feel the heat, but admired what he saw. Huge flowers surrounding the moutains, fire and orange coloured like a burning flame with black middles. Then there was the village, no trees, but little stone caves for homes, statues, those firey flowers. There there was a big tree in the middle, burnt but covered in lights, red lights made of glow stones, their hometree. Thanators roamed freely, each with red marked painting on their bodies and faces.

He hid behind a fire flower on the smallest moutain, and scanned the area until he finally spotted her, Zuru'iki. She was speaking to a very tall na'vi, red like her, an elder man. He decided to get closer, leaving his ikran to perch and soon he was in the village, hiding behind a couple painted rocks. "Sempul(father)! I try best!" He heard and gave a confused expression.

"You stupid, like child!" He yelled back, "you betray the people! Talk with omaticaya man!" He said and Jakes eyes widened slightly. "Sempul.. he not bad omaticaya, he not like people! He talk me, curious!" She yelled back and suddenly he turned to her and screamed. "You betray me! You just like you sa'nok(mother)! Curious.. curious get you killed, stupid girl!" He said, then turned away from her. "You no speak me until I ready.. I not look at you." He walked away as tears ran down her red cheeks, and Jake growled lowly, making her ears twitch.

She looked over and spotted him, making her mouth drop. "What you do here!?" She loudly whisperedd, coming over and looking at him, continuously looking around to make sure no one else was looking. The tears were still running down her cheeks, and she quickly wiped them. "I-I couldn't wait to see you.. I just really.. I really wanted to talk to you again." He whispered back, and then wantes to wipe those tears but restrained himself.

"You stupid.." she said, but she was giggling which made him smile at her quite lovingly. "Not here." She said with a smile, and then grabbed his hand, "come, come." She said and sprinted him to a cave, her cave. She closed the curtains made of stripped silver, like crystals before looking at him. "It nice see you." She said, lighting the fire to brighten the dark cave. There was only one big bed in here, showing she lived alone. Her thanator sleeping outside beside the cave under a wooden made like hut, with his own fire keeping him warm.

"You not be here!" She said, pushing on his chest gently, giving him that sicky feeling again. "I know, I know.. I just.. couldn't resist." He chuckled and she rolled her eyes, sitting own on a soft looking bean bag, and he sat on the other. He looked atvher skin, glimmering in the flame lit light, and how the silver made her really pop. On top of that, she was daughter of the olo'eyktan.. she was gorgouse.

"Your really pretty.." Jake mumbled, and her eyes widened slightly, then she seemed to look flustered and he smirked slightly. 'Why is she so.. alluring...?' He wondered, staring at her shy smile. "Are you.. mated?" He asked, and he couldn't believe those words left his lips. "No, why?" She asked and he played it off cool. "Just curious. Being the cheifs daughter means you have to find a mate before a certain age right? How old are you?" He asked, "I twenty year old." She replied, "and yes, but no fire male catch eye. I no interest." She explained and he felt a little happy by that.

'Am I.. falling for her..?' He wondered, and his question was answered when she said, "you pretty." She said, "you catch eye." She seemed to realise what she said and looked down, making his eyebrows raise and his lips part, but then she stood up. "But you omaticaya. So it don't matter if you pretty not." She walked over to a table of weapons, and Jake saw the axe she held yesterday, a few knife or daggers, and what seemed to be poisonous flowers.

"Why... why should that matter..?" He asked her softly, and she looked back at him. "We be enemies. No friends." He was kind of happy she considered them friends, but now thinking about it, he wished they were more. "What if.. I don't want to be enemies.. what if you catch my eye aswell..?" He asked and her heart skipped a beat, now that sicky feeling in her stomach.

"It no work-", "You don't know that, Zuru'iki." He approched her, but she backed away so he respectfully stopped, putting his hands up. "I will not touch you unless you say so, Zuru. But.. I want to be the.. the one to catch your eye." He admitted. "I know we only met yesterday, and we barely know one another but I really.. like being around you." He said and she found herself agreeing. "Why dont, we see how it goes? We hang out every day we can, and.. save eachother for awhile?" He offered.

"Save?" She asked, "Like, dont mate with anyone until we know how we really want.. us to go?" He explained and she gulped gently. "You determind.." she let out a soft chuckle, making him lower his hands. She stayed quiet for a moment, then sighed and spoke, "I do it. But reasons I no promises." Zuru'iki had a point of no promises, but that was enough for this five fingered na'vi. "Its settled then."

[caffeine-clouds]

Sonic Inspired Outfits - Style/Fashion Tips (Silver the Hedgehog)

Wondering what's going on? (intro post here) Yeeeeah it's the boy!! Requested by @zeezu-ix !

I did my best to make these looks natural - which means that you wont look weird or get bullied for wearing anything. These are normal normal clothes, with a bit of style.

Part One - outfits that I think Silver would wear Silver... was actually really hard to figure out? Like - I honestly don't think he has a set aesthetic - he's working that out like a true teen. Black and blue/teal are common in his very few alternate outfits so that's what we're going with baby. The best way I can describe his style is casual streetwear - but I think his style is open for more experimentation!

Part Two - Outfits that invoke Silver Outfits will heavilly feature white/grey - with touches of teal and black. Don't be afraid to incorporate a little floof - and again, a lot of teen fashion and mixture of aesthetics - it's all to do with colours, baby. Try to keep the streetwear vibes going!

Accessory time! Gold jewlery is the key (you CAN have silver, but dont mix your gold and white in the same outfit!!). Anything small can give off a futuristic vibe (headphones, smartwatch). Blue stoned jewelery is also good to reference Silver's powers!

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Request??? Plsss

Pony makes a new friend with the reader and they instantly click and Pony knows the readers home life isn't great so he tells her their door is always open if she needs to get away. She takes him up on that offer but uses the window and climbs into pony's room during the night and crawls into his bed (they are very platonic touch happy people) she cuddles him trying to stop her tears but it's not actually Pony but is Soda?

Summary: Late at night, on a whim, you decide to seek out your bestfriend Pony for comfort, however the person comforting you isn't Pony but his brother.

Warnings: mentions of bad home life, mentions of vomiting

Author's Note: none

You and Pony had been such an inseperable pair since the day you first met. He was your best friend, and you were his. Your friendship was genuine and beautiful. He promised that when he grew up and saved up enough money, he'd take you away from Tulsa, from your family, anything that weighed you down and bring you somewhere carefree. Your care for each other blossomed like ivy, infectiously climbing at every wall, even if the results were anything but an infection.

But still, despite the golden sun that shone before you, there was still a grating darkness that followed you like a shadow. Something that peeled away at your layers of calluses, skin, and eventually stripping you until you were just a pile of bones. Your life at home made you feel vulnerable, constantly fighting for something you could never have. Everything around you seemed to be sucked into the vortex of your family, the one relationship that you should treasure like a special gemstone.

Pony was there, every time, like a savior, a drop of water in the desert.

"I'll always be there for you," He once offered, his hand outstretched to yours. The hand of Mitus which was said to turn things into gold, had truly nothing on the feeling that enveloped you as Pony clasped your hand into his, turning your tears into gold as it reflected the sunset which matched the movie-like scenario.

But, you couldn't stay away from your house forever. They called you often when you were out, feigning worry, as if they wouldn't bury you in a cardboard box if you passed. Several times, the police would turn up at your location, insisting that your mother was worried that you needed to get home. The drive to your 'home' in the back of a cop car always leaves a sour taste in your mouth. You truly felt like a fugitive.

Often, you took to sneaking out of your house, desperately clawing at the walls that kept you in, jumping over the garden walls to taste freedom, even when it was pitch black.

Today was no different, except the moon was full, spilling silver across the streets of Tulsa, like jewlery being melted under severe heat. You felt the hair rise on the back of your neck but bravely pressed on. The streetlights flickered, but it did not frighten you, the low hum of the lights making you almost drowsy as you trekked to Pony's house.

"If you ever need to find me, just come to my window," The fleeting converation crossed your mind. It was the day before you collapsed from the mental exhaustion of your family. The day before... today. The sheer thought of being back in that moment brought tears to your eyes. Your mind overflows with grief as you thrust your head into the bend of your elbow, drying your tears with little grace. Your legs felt like lead by the time you arrived. There was one light on, right in the living room. You could hear the nonsense chatter of the television, a luxury you could only indulge in once and a while. You yearned to peep through the window and see what they were watching, but you slipped around the corner under Ponyboy's window.

Usually, at this time, he would be in bed. You replayed possible situations that could happen when you enter through the window, a habit you'd taken to after having such irreversible trauma bestowed onto you. You clung to the idea of just climbing through, finding Pony half-asleep, and letting him hold you while you cry. You grit your teeth as you stepped back, trying to find a way up the window. It wasn't too tall, but the wood foundation that raised the house up by a meter or so made it impossible for you to just jump and pull yourself up due to your weak state.

Slowly, you fixated your thoughts on an overturned plant pot, pulling it towards the window. You jumped from the pot to the sill, like an agile cat, and pushed the curtains over. You slipped into the room. It was dark with the curtain open and darker with it closed. You felt your way around the room until your foot hit the mattress on the floor. You could faintly make out the line of a person, Ponyboy. You nearly sobbed at the familiar sight of your best friend. The steady breathing of his slumber calming your racing heart. You nudged him away.

"Pony?" You asked, listening for the faint sound of his acknowledgment. It came in a hummed sound akin to a 'Hm?' You scooted closer, wrapping your arms around him, daring the tears not to fall.

"I'm sorry to bother you." Your speech was mangled with sobs and hiccups, "You said I could come when I needed to," you croaked. His hand wrapped around the to the small of your back. Something pricked the back of your mind. Something that bloomed into fear, making goosebumps form over your arms. The realization floated to you like a paper boat on water.

This wasn't Pony.

Just like that, the light flicked on, golden beams hurting your eyes until you squinted. You were face to face and arm in arm with Sodapop, Pony's brother.

You could've smacked yourself for being so dumb. His hand was too large to be Pony's. And his mannerisms, Pony held you tightly even when tired, Soda's hand was losely wrapped around you. You felt genuine embarrassment bubble in your stomach and you had to stop yourself from vomiting.

"I'm sorry, do you want me to get Ponyboy for you?" His arm retracted to his chest, like he was pulling into himself as if he was scared of you, or of hurting you.

You had always taken Sodapop for a no-nonsense guy, it probably was because of your lack of interactions but there was little you knew about him. He was laying on his side, face slightly pinched together because of the bright light but you felt perhaps a connection to him. Possibly because you were so close with his brother but maybe for a different reason too.

"Oh, no. I'm sorry. I can leave." You said, drawing your hands that were also loosely draped around him back. His eyes flicked to your red puffy eyes and he shook his head.

"Uhm, you can stay here for a little while," he said, "or whenever you want to leave," he rushed to fix his mistake. You stared at him, starry eyed and happy.

"Thank you," You whispered, he reached for the light switching it off and closed the curtain, before dropping his head back onto his pillow listlessly, dead asleep.

You, however, didn't sleep. You stared at the ceiling even if it was pitch black. You bit your knuckle to stop your wide smile in case Soda could still see you before cozying yourself up into the mattress.