#firey girl haha

[aashiyancha]

Happy (Late) Birthday Ares

masterpost link here if you'd like to see some more rf5 doodles

[blythebewitched]

Her Name Was Bobby: Smiling Critters Oneshot

Two years . . . It was crazy to think he'd lived in this town for two years now. From a young age, Sunny had always been the center of attention everywhere he went. From his band all the way to his modeling career. At some point, the spotlight started to dim for him. So when Kickin brought up moving into town where he could be with his brothers, and try something new, he moved immediately. 

After two long grueling years, he'd finally managed to finish his nursing schooling. It started out as a hobby. Helping the elderly at retirement homes as a volunteer. But now he could really get into Hospice and care for the elderly properly. Sunny loved being around old people. They were sometimes far nicer than anyone his age.

About three weeks prior, Dogday recommended a hospital nearby to apply to. And of course, he was accepted immediately. Today was to be his first day.

Sunny practically swung out of bed. Firey determination pumping his blood. With a killer outfit and some stunning makeup, he was practically ready to go . . . Oh wait . . . Breakfast!

Dogday jumped at the sound of his front door opening. Peering from the kitchen, he saw his brother strut through to the kitchen doorway.

“Mourning Angel~!” Sunny chirped.

“Hiya Sunny. Lemme guess. First day of work and you forgot breakfast?” He passed his brother a plate of food. 

Sunny sat and munch happily as a response. He always forgot something! Dogday chuckled to himself. 

“Say. Speaking of the hospital? Have you met Bobby?”

Bobby. Dogday and Kickin had a gracious number of friends. The only ones he remembered were Catnap and Picky. So, he shook his head. Not really interested in meeting the guy.

“Bobby is the head nurse of the hospital! You should say hi!” 

Sunny took one last bite and headed towards the door. “I'll think about if that's my boss or not.” And he headed out the door and to work.

. . . 

A few hours into the day and Sunny was already sore. He didn't really mind it though. The staff in hospice were really nice and patient. And the elderly were, for the most part, sweeties. As he was bottling pills, he reached for his left shoulder rubbing out some pain that was there. 

Nurse Nip walked up behind him and grabbed his shoulder. “Hard day?”

“Nah. Its just some pent up tension. Thats what hard work'll do.”

“Mm okay. You should probably have the head nurse check that out though.”

“Huh? Why?”

“Well we don't want the new star nurse to keel over after the first day right?”

“Hahaha! True. Well, let me finish up here and I'll see . . . Umm . . . Who again?”

“The head nurse! Bobby Bearhug!”

Bobby. Dogday mentioned that earlier. He was a little annoyed to have to see someone he wasn't keen on meeting, but he kept his promises to his bros. 

Sun suppressed a groan and gave the other nurse a thumbs up before they left. 

. . . 

The head nurses office was on the top floor. Rather than going up the stairs, Sunny decided to take the elevator. The elevator chimed as it reached his floor. The doors opened and he stepped inside. He had planned on a silent ride on his way to see the nurse, but he oddly felt eyes on him.

Sunny curiously looked down next to him through a side eye. There was a girl, another nurse in the elevator with him. Her uniform looked slightly different so he could tell her position was different. The girl was looking up at him. 

Their eyes locked for a moment. Both curious of the other. “You're very pretty.” Was the words that broke their silence.

Sun now fully turned towards her. “What did you say?”

“Haha. Sorry. Was that too blunt? I just think you're very pretty. I've never seen such a colorful bird before.”

“Oh. Thanks.” He was known to be a charmer. A smooth talker. But when it came to flirting or compliments, he flopped hard. His forte was getting people to do what he wanted. So it was safe to say he didn't know what to do when the girl complimented him.

Sun's first thought was to compliment her back. She was substantially shorter than him. Though he was very tall compared to most. The girl was a bear in a deep red coat of fur. Like fine wine. He couldn't say that though. Perhaps something else? Her blush? Her hair? Her smile? . . . No. 

Often when he attempted to establish relationships in the past, he came across as either creepy. A lot of the time, his pride and vanity made him look full of himself. Nobody ever gave him a chance . . . It was the reason he spent so much time alone or with the elderly. 

So, he said nothing. Afraid of making her uncomfortable in such a small space. Suddenly, he felt a hand run through the feathers of his right arm. He had to force himself not to ruffle and fluff up at the touch. His head swung down facing the nurse admiring him.

Both her hands went up the length of his arm. Her eyes looked up at him through her eyebrows. The look was sultry, making Sunny nervous. He couldn't tell if she intended for the interaction to be so personal. 

“You really do have nice feathers. I like the colors. And you're so fluffy!” She gave him the biggest smile. Sweet and elite. “I haven't seen you around before. Are you new?”

“Y-yeah . . . I'm the new hospice nurse . . . Sunshine. But e-everyone calls me Sunny.” 

“SUNNY!?” She stopped and stared at him wide eyed.

The elevator chimed and the door opened to the top floor. Sun was dragged out and led down the hall. 

“By any chance, do you know Dogday? Or Kickin Chicken?” 

“They are my little brothers. Why? You know them?”

The little bear spun around on her heels and gave him a silly smile. Expecting him to guess. “Didn't DD tell you something about meeting someone today?” She chimed. 

It took Sunny a moment, but when it hit him, he felt his face turn red. When DD mentioned his friend Bobby, HE ASSUMED BOBBY WAS A DUDE! Not some cutie . . . In a nurses outfit no less. He cursed his brother internally. The last thing he wanted to do right now was scare her off, but he couldn't help but like her. 

Once outside her office, Bobby asked, “So! Is there anything I can help you with while you're here?”

Sunny almost completely forgot about it. “One of the nurses recommended I see you about some tension in my shoulder.” . . . It was only after saying it that he REALLY thought about it.

“YOU DON'T HAVE TO THOUGH! IT'S NOTHING!” He was praying she would let him go. 

“WHAT!? Get your behind in here now! I'll have that checked out in a jiff.” Bobby grabbed his arm again and dragged him to the couch in her office. Why was it so easy for this lil mini bear to drag him???

. . . 

The next thirty minutes was torturous. They had a really good conversation and Sunny's original doubts had easily been squashed. But he was falling. HARD. And how could he not!? She was perfect. Super polite, great personality, beautiful and well composed. His problem here was that he couldn't say any of it. They'd just met! She'd think he was a sleaze if he said what he really thought of him. 

The worst part was the intimacy of the situation. Sun and Kickin had a habit of having their feathers ruffled at the slightest touch. Bobby's hands were on his shoulder for a good portion of his visit. It made hiding his delight near impossible. When she was done, she prescribed him a minor pain killer and sent him on his way. 

Walking home, the only part of his wonderful first day that stayed on his mind was Bobby. Her name wouldn't leave his head. Her touch had a phantom shadow imprinted on his body. Nothing about those thirty minutes left his head. He didn't even notice Kickin had walked up next to him. 

“SUN!”

“AH! Kickin!”

“Lmfao! What the hell's on your mind?”

The brothers stopped by DD's house where they met up with their brother on his porch. “How was work? You meet Bobby?” 

Bobby. The name stirred excitement he couldn't contain. “YEAH! Why didn't you introduce us sooner!?” Sunny began to ramble uncontrollably. 

DD and Kicks looked at each other slowly. The realization slowly but surely sinking in. Sinister smiles started creeping on their faces. 

Sunny hadn't noticed his brother's on point suspicions. He rambled as he thought of her. The perfect girl from the elevator who was stealing his heart. Sun wondered if this was love at first sight. The thought that he still had so much to learn about her was exhilarating. Bobby. Her name was Bobby. And for the first time in his life, he was truly in love.

[merci-bitch]

please a melissa a nsfw alphabet !!

I’m assuming that you meant Melissa from Abbott Elementary and I would love to! Haha. Gotta love a fiery redhead. Now reading @multimilfs ‘s Melissa fics got me cooking. They write wonderfully and if you haven’t checked their stories out, you definitely should. It’s worth it! Slay bestie 👌🏻

Melissa Schemmenti x Fem!Reader

NSFW Alphabet

warning(s): smut obviously, it’s Melissa in her dangerous habitat

Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Well, to be fair. She might look firey and tough on the outside but Melissa is 100% passion and 100% heart. She cares so much for you, and for the kids at school. And after Joe, she’s always scared it’s going to end up the same way.

But Mel would be good with it, always. She’d force you to drink water, perhaps even have a small bite to eat. If you’ve done something particularly rough, she’d massage your legs and thighs if they cramp.

You of course would do the same for her. Specially the massages. Lay her on her stomach and just do her whole back, legs, everything. She works hard everyday with the kids, and just needs a moment to relax. You get her.

- Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Spicy Mama.

Melissa knows you have an eyesight for her hips. I mean, who wouldn’t ??

She knows she’s an attractive woman and she uses that against you sometimes. Her large chest and her arse in leather pants? You’re done for it.

As I said, she’s 100% heart and passion, but that doesn’t stop her from liking the little things about you. Your freckles if you have them, your hands. She specifically likes your hands…👀 

- Cum (Anything to do with cum basically…)

Loves filthy kisses after she’d sat on your face. Or the other way around.  

- Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

If you’re another teacher at Abbott, and you ride in together, but if you’ve had a rather good morning. She can’t help but send you knowing glares and lingering touches. Who knows what would happen after the children have gone home?…

- Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Melissa knows what she’s doing. She’s been with men and women.

And if you haven’t been with a woman before, Melissa is of course a bit shocked, but she will gladly help you along the way. Sex shouldn’t be embarrassing to talk about. She will be there for you, and will take it in your pace. Whenever you’re ready.  

- Favorite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

Melissa likes to be between your legs. The clawing at her hair sometimes drives her crazy. And you just taste divine.

That said, she wouldn’t complain if you went down on her. She’s taught you well. If you ya know what I mean…👀

- Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

Since Melissa wants it to be as comfortable as possible I think she will let in a laugh or two. Perhaps stop in between to just lay with you. Stroke your cheek, make you all blushy before continuing.

- Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

I don’t think she really cares that much, but she keeps it trimmed.

- Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

Melissa is a 100% heart and passion and a south Philly/Sicilian. She knows her way around the kitchen and knows how dance. Of course she’s gonna set something romantic up. Perhaps an anniversary dinner, your favourite meal. Some wine. Candlelit perhaps. And moving to the living room for slow dancing, oml. Yes please.

She loves you, and wants you to know that. She may not say those three words that often but she wants you to know that she loves you either way. She says it in her actions. By making you lunch, or helping yoh grade papers.

- Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

Of course girl does it. It’s normal. And when you ain’t around? It’s a nice stress relief.

- Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Wouldn’t say she’s that kinky, but that doesn’t stop her,

Orgasm denial, praise kink, edging, roleplay?, spanking(more playfully) hair pulling

- Location (Favourite places to do the do)

She prefers her own house. Her own place where she can have you where ever she wants without interruptions. It’s her house, she can do whatever the fuck she wants, and that’s you.

The bed is always most comfortable. Shower in the mornings before work. She’d always said kitchen is off limits. But one time, girl just couldn’t help herself.

- Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

I think, you would quite worked up just seeing that glint in her eyes. That mischievous glint she sometimes has. When you know she’s up to no good. She often sends it your way. Knows the effect it has on you. Whenever she wears her famous black leather pants. You’re done for it. It patches her curves so well. You’re sure she was made by the gods themselves.

Now, I wouldn’t say Melissa is a possessive type but she does get quite protective. Perhaps a little jealous at times. You could be at her cousin Annette’s for dinner. Perhaps someone makes a comment on how good you look, and she just tightens her grip on you. It depends on her mood. If she’s had a good day or a bad day.

- NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Doing something around the kids. Or heavy PDA around the kids. Nothing like that at all. Don’t think she’d like anal either. She wouldn’t do anything you wouldn’t like.  

- Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

She loves the look in your eyes when she goes down on you. When you’re completely helpless to her touch. It’s one of her favourite things.

- Pace (Are they fats and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

It depends on her mood, but it’s usally in between both rough and gentle. But sometimes, mama spicy becomes a little too teasing for your taste.

- Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

Mhm, not sure. It wouldn’t happen in school with the kids around. Or Janine in the position to catch you. And it wouldn’t be quickies if you ask for it at home. She would deny you teasingly and make you wait for the real thing.

Although if you’re out at a bar with the teachers, and drinks are flying even though some might not look like drinkers. Barbra being the Christian woman she is, just watches on by with a smile. Who knows if you and Melissa might disappear into the bathrooms 🤷🏼‍♀️

Of course Barbra knows. She sees the look in Melissa’s eyes afterwards. A teasing smile on her lips.

- Risks (game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

I mean she does take risks, but at a certain level. It depends on what it is.  

- Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

Girl can last a long time. She loves the look in your face. Completely covered in sweat, perhaps happy tears. The smell of sex in the air. What a way to end the day.

- Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

Course she got them. Her bottom drawer in her nightstand has a few to pick from. She’s got a few vibrators as well. As she said herself, technology is good for when you haven’t been with a man in a while. Or you, in this case.

- Unfair (how much they like to tease)

She’s a teasing woman. But mostly it happens behind her own doors. But again, wouldn’t stop her from sending that mischievous glare your way. That smirk of hers? Boy.  

- Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

Melissa is loud, but I wouldn’t say she’s a screamer. She knows what feels good and makes you know you treat her well.

She will make you scream though. If you’re a quiet type. She loves trying to get more and more sounds out of you. Praising you for being such a good girl.

- Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

Melissa is a wild one in general. She knows a guy who knows a guy. And in her younger days she might have had sex a little all over the place, now she mostly prefers her own home.

However you make her feel young again in a way. Not just because you’re younger than her, but because of your energy. Your aura just brings her happiness and if you suddenly suggest something wild. Who’s to say she wouldn’t try it?

- X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

Just normal underwear, perhaps black lace. Unless she’s feeling frisky one evening. She’s got a silk robe. Maybe she has something under it and maybe she doesn’t…

- Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

It’s fairly normal. Although, if we say you’d never been with a woman before and slowly works you up. You get quite obsessed with this new feeling. Barbra noticing the change in Melissa. How she suddenly seems more relaxed than usual. Melissa just giving her a smirk before turning back to her own lunch.

- ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

You sometimes both lay awake and just talk. Sharing small laughs here and there. She’d kiss your forehead and your nose, before giving you a final goodnight kiss. Giving you a smile before you snuggle up to her. Wrapping her arms around you, making sure you’re alright before going to sleep herself.

[saltygilmores]

THOUGHTS WHILE WATCHING GILMORE GIRLS: S3/EP6 (TAKE THE DEVILED EGGS) PART 7. FIN.

Alright, let's wrap this up so I can tackle the hulking beast that is the dance marathon episode. L&R are driving home from Boston. Lorelai is seething with anger because Sherry is pregnant and threatens to swerve into oncoming traffic and kill herself and Rory in a firey wreck. (It's clarified a moment later that she's quoting a movie and Rory thankfully understands the reference, but with how irrational Lorelai's been acting lately, she honestly coulda had me fooled).

Haha look they just did that thing where someone says the name of the episode in the episode L&R spend the remainder of the drive home shit talking about the other women at the shower, talking about how sloshed they were, and how Sherry knows a lot of stuff about things like how to navigate the city she lives in.

I Yahoo'd. There's no Garvey Avenue in Boston. The closest Garvey Avenue is in Buffalo, NY. Or there's a Marcus Garvey Avenue in New York.

Lorelai bemoans the fact that she didn't spend near enough time rifling through Sherry's personal belongings (and then complains that Rory went back and fixed the mess she made). Rory advises her to "let it go." (twice) Thank you Rory.

How dare a pregnant woman speak about the father of her child. (I can't believe I'm defending Sherry's right to discuss Crusty... but come on Lorelai).

I just hope your Dad somehow fell face first into a garbage truck and was pulverised into a fine Crusty pulp.

Girlypop here just took a swipe at an innocent unborn fetus. Fetus Gigi never asked to be concieved by Crusty and Sherry, leave her alone. Anyway I think we all know what happens next.

How'd you like it if someone vandalized something you worked so hard to afford? Oh that's right you've never had a job or a car and you also don't put out. So why was this Rory's idea? Why aren't we egging Dean's car? What did Jess do to her recently that she thinks he deserves this? Look, I'm just trying to pick apart her motivations here. I think it's one half "I'm salty he's hooking up with Shane" and one half "I'll suggest anything that would please my Mommy and make her stop quoting movie lines about murder-suicide while I'm her passenger." If this is about Shane, all she has to do is wait another week or so and Shane will be dead anyway. Lorelai's motivation is a lot more simple. She has the maturity level of an 12 year old boy and that's an insult to immature pre teen boys everywhere.

Lorelai declare's Rory idea immature and puts up some moderate resistance but goes along with it anyway. Do you think Jess ever figured out who did it? I mean, he's a smart cookie. He can figure out that only a few people hate him enough to target him. One being a grown ass adult woman and the other being teenage boy. And Jess knows that even Dean has better things to do.

At some point in the 9 months he dated Rory he must've asked "Hey remember when I walked outside to find my car covered in smelly eggs? There are only like 50 people living in this town, ever hear anything about that?" It's fine, it's fine. Lorelai's nephew in the 2020's after publishing a string of best selling novels and achieving elite status in the authoring world:

Throw them eggs, ladies. Karma won't come back to slap you at all.

The Rory Gilmore who actually had a small reserve of aggressiveness and potential destructiveness died all the way back in season 1. "There's no real reason to do what we're about to do, just make up a motivation" is peak Gilly Girls.

Someone egged his cawr. My poor munchkin.

Luke is the best.

*searches "Jess Mariano Soapy Carwash" on PornHub*

Flick some soap into their eyes for me will you? I hope it stings.

[wegotdragons]

A design for our girl Peril, please and thank you 👀🔥

Yes!! Finally I'm gonna post her here!

Now this is just a design for a MAP call I'm releasing tomorrow but I love it a lot so I'll probably use it as her actual design for a while!! The first one is her "de-flamed" when she puts on Chameleon's necklace, she is pale, not as pale as Sky but still oddly colored for a skywing. The second design is her back with firescales, she's happy and content with herself. Her feathers are firey, oh and she looks like a unicorn yes (a hint to what the MAP will be based on haha. My current big interest is unicorns and a certain book). But she's also sparkly and glows.

De-Flamed Design

Firescales Design

[hotxcheeto]

Hi! This is the thief!Vi x princess!Reader anon, loved what you did with my request and I was wondering if you could write another request of mine, haha. I was thinking like in an au where the events of arcane aren’t as dramatic as they are in the show, Caitlyn is allowed to bring a +2 on a family vacation (like Caitlyn’s entire extended family is there too) to like an island/beach house that the Kirammans own and brings Vi. And the first day there, Vi kind of watches the reader- 1/2

━ 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐘 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐘 𝐏𝐓 #𝟏

𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜(𝙨) - Vi x Fem!Reader, Caitlyn Kiramman x Sister!Reader

𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 - Cursing, flirting ( vi being vi)  

𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 ? - Yeah/Nope

𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙧'𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙚 - I"M SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG! I'VE BEEN SO STRESSED AND TIRED but here it is! Part two coming hopefully soon!

𝗔𝗨 - (semi) Modern !

The sun beat down on you, laying on the sand with your bright red heart-shaped sunglasses keeping your hair from your face. Looking down with squinted eyes at the sandcastle in front of you.

"We have to put shells around it! It'll make it look pretty!" Your small little cousin yelled, her pink bucket hat blocking the sun from her wide dark blue eyes. Staring up at you with excitement. "Okay Em, how about you collect them and I'll keep building the tower!"

You smiled happily as Emma squealed, saying a quick 'yes' before darting just a ways away to find some shells.

You grabbed a bucket, continuing to stack and shape the sand to make a tower connected to the castle. Smoothing the edges out, you then looked over to the rest of the family, some missing and in the water or off walking along the beach.

Your mother resting out while talking to your father who grilled away. But you were searching for your sister, who was standing just beside a pink-haired woman.

Going back and forth before your sister pointed at you.

"I found some!" You were shaken from your thoughts by a cute voice and a little girl dumping seashells in front of you. Plopping down on the sand and smiling at you with wide eyes.

"Alright, I think I finished up the tower, I even gave it a window." You heard her little gasp then an excited laugh. "It's so good!" "Thank you! Now, where should we put the shells?" Emma thought for a moment, tapping her a finger on her chin while humming.

You decided to take the moment to look back to your sister, noticing that she'd began talking to another family member. But the girl she was with was still sitting there, back leaning against the cooler stuck in the sand.

But now her eyes were on you.

And she wasn't looking away.

Instead of sitting there, you waved, mentally kicking yourself as soon as you did it. You were sure she was Vi, Caitlyn had talked about her before. Your sisters first actual friend that you couldn't help but tease her about.

"Look Y/n/n!" You turned your head just as Vi waved back to you. Looking at the half decorated castle, Emma still having a pile of shells in front of her. "You have to do the same on the other side, okay?" She tilted her head. "Yes ma'am, then are you gonna put them on top?"

Emma nodded, getting to work as you did the same. Still feeling eyes burning into your back, the feeling hotter than the firey sun.

But you continued placing the shells, adamant on ignoring her gaze, but you couldn't tell if the feeling in your stomach was hunger or butterflies.

"Emma! Y/n/n! Get over here it's time to eat!" "I don't wanna eat." "If you don't I'll get you!" Emma screamed before hurrying off the sand racing towards the table. You heard her laughing and yelling as you chased her, picking her up and swinging her around. A few of the family members watching you both with smiles.

You finally settled on holding her, the girl laying head down on you as you finally came to the table. Picking up a carrot stick and taking a bite of it, Emma grabbing one for herself.

"Y/n did you put sunblock on-" "Yes auntie Clara, just a few minutes before we went to play." Emma grabbed a piece of watermelon before handing it to her brother, shaking his head. "No Emma. I don't want the stupid watermelon." "Oh shut it Austin."

"Aw, you both look so alike in your swimsuits." Clara all but screeched, the whole family cringing at it including her husband, looking at Vi apologetically making her laugh.

"She's adopted, we don't look anything alike." Austin huffed, crossing his arms while you flicked his forehead making him whine. "I'm adopted too, that just means we're extra specially chosen. They got stuck with you."

Austin stuck his tongue out at you while you did it back, hearing laughter coming from the family. Your father beginning to hand everyone plates. You setting Emma down at one of the many picnic tables.

"Sit next to me!" "No me!" The two argued, Austin making a face at Emma causing her to pout her lips. "How about I sit in the middle?" You said sarcastically, pushing between the two kids while Caitlyn laughed, sitting across from you. Vi beside her.

"What a compromise." Caitlyn laughed, but you'd fixated on the girl beside her, Vi's eyes meeting yours, yet you couldn't quite look away. The kids and Caitlyn going back and forth on who was your best friend. A shy smile finding its way on your face when you finally tore your eyes from her.

"I think you are all equally my best friends." "That's not fair!" Emma huffed, crossing her arms. "I think it is." You said in a sing-songy voice, leaning down to whisper in her ear. "But you're my bestest friend, don't tell Cait or Austin." She then giggled and covered her mouth. "Okay." She whispered back.

Vi couldn't peel her eyes away though, Caitlyn talking to your dad while you went back and forth between talking to the kids. Taking a bite of the watermelon you'd picked up, wiping the juice from your chin.

"So, Vi, how are you liking the beach?" One of your uncles asked.

"It's beautiful." She responded, meeting your eyes.

You and Caitlyn had soon parted from the beach along with the family. Everyone deciding to find their rooms and take the things dropped in the living space to their areas.

You both entered a room with two beds and a large couch that looked comfy. Throwing your bags down.

"Why didn't you tell me you were bringing your super hot friend." You practically whispered screamed at Caitlyn when you got into your shared room at the fancy beach house your parents had bought just last year.

"I didn't think about it. But thinking about it now..." Caitlyn gave you a look, smiling when you pushed her shoulder. "She's so pretty." You flopped onto the bed, looking at the ceiling with a dramatic sigh and a giggle following.

Caitlyn watched you for a moment, sitting on the other bed.

"And she was looking at me!" You whisper screamed, turning on your side and looking at Caitlyn with excitement. "Did you see her?" "No, but I don't doubt it." Caitlyn gave you a smile as you kicked your feet.

"Is she into girls? Is she single?" Just as you asked there was a knock at the door. You and Caitlyn freezing. "It's unlocked." You said sitting up, adjusting your bikini top as Vi walked in.

"Your mom said the pull out was in here." "Yeah, come sit." Caitlyn called her over to sit beside her, Vi awkwardly shuffling in. You gave her a look, the girl almost reading your mind.

"Vi, this is my sister Y/n, Y/n this is Vi. The friend I told you about." You gave her a smile. "It's nice to meet you finally." You held your hand out, Vi giving you a grin as she took it.

"Nice to meet you sunshine." "You too." You said trying not to falter your words before sliding your hand away from hers. "Your dad wanted you, by the way." "Alright, well I'm glad you two met. C'mon Vi."

"Wait why-" "We'll be back soon enough." You nodded at Caitlyn giving her a look before laying back on the bed. Caitlyn dragging Vi from the room.

"You could've told me your sister was gorgeous." "That would ruin the surprise, besides I didn't think you'd be into her." "Seriously?" Vi ran her hands down her face, "I think I'm in love with your sister." "Violet." "What? She's hot!"

"Thank you!" "Vi are you blushing?"

[rebbykins]

So this started with me going "haha, what if I drew Sparky as a magical girl!" So I did a doodle. Then I was like "well what about my other vtuber friends???" So I also drew them until I had a whole gang! I asked all of them who their favorite magical girl was and drew their outfits and poses based on that!

So yeah, vtubers are here to save the world or smthn' I guess! Now I'm off thinking what this would be like as a show too... The first five are the protags of season 1. Season 2 starts with the firey arm guy (Kirk) maybe being like the big bad of season 1 and getting redeemed or smthng??

Oh, there's also one more super secret magical vtuber who appears in the second half of season 2. Gotta wait until this weekend to find out who that is!

Angelo's design belongs to angelo_vtuber Astro's design belongs to @animeastronomyangel Donny's design belongs to @donnycomics Sparky's design belongs to SparkySummers Rebby's design belongs to--wait that's me! Kirk's design belongs to KirkKladen

[mao-likes-2-draw]

stupid thing i wrote while jetlagged

a few days ago i submitted a concept for a fanfic and some art to @dweamisland and i finally wrote it. Have a poorly written thingy because my grammar sucks and i was really jetlagged when i wrote this

(this takes place in a rural country town [imagine fredericksburg texas because i have been there and imagine it not being an attraction and more of a small spread apart southern town] because thats what i headcanon, human au, most stuff is based of dweamisland’s headcanons because they are the best headcanons)

It was a hot summer day, the sun was sizzling on the wooden floors of Flame [firey] Ash’s porch. They were kicking a ball in their small backyard while his older sister Matheia [Match] was sitting on a lawn chair taking care of her tamagotchi. Their name was Asul.

“Ugh! Flame, do you know how you play correctly with Asul?” Matheia grumbled while her head was crunched on her knees. 

“Nope, but I know how to do this..!” Flame exclaimed, and kicked the ball high into the air. Matheia squealed as the ball zipped past her. 

The ball hit a wall-hung lantern by the door. The lamp shattered and the lightbulb depleted. Matheia flinched as the glass fell onto the grass. Flame suddenly slipped and scraped himself up. 

Matheia huffed and pulled Flame to their feet. “You need to be more careful…Come on let’s go inside and I’ll fix you up…” Matheia said as she guided Flame across the yard, careful not to step on any glass as they were both barefoot.

She foraged through the cabinets for bandages. She wiped him down, put some bandages on Flame and went to her room to watch Sailor Moon.

Firey slumped on the kitchen chair, looking at the faulty faucet drip water. 

The repetitive sound was interrupted when he heard a ring at the doorbell. He peeped out the window to see who it was, and he nearly doubled over in his chair when he saw her.

It was that cute girl who delivered newspapers, Flame always watched when she rode past the house. He always grabbed the newspapers eagerly, nearly tripping himself on the boiling hot porch. Then he gazes hazily at her, as the wind blows through her hair. Matheia loved to tease him about his crush. Firey denied it, she was cute but why would he like her? Right?

Once she looked right at them and smiled, he nearly fainted. 

This happened time and time again, he slowly started to crush on her…yet his stubborn personality prevailed, oblivious to what he felt.

It was not Sunday though, why was she here? Not like Flame was complaining…

He opened the door, and saw the girl. Even cuter close up..She had tan freckled skin, green hair, hazel eyes and a bright smile on her face.

“Uh—Hello. I’m Flame, how can I help you?” He smiled nervously.

The girl chuckled. “Hi, I’m Leah Límon. (Leafy) My grandma told me to go meet new kids on the street. Can I come in?” Leah said in her sleepy voice and smiled.

Flame nodded with an inaudible squeak of joy and anxiety, and told her to come in. “So, you live with your grandma?” Flame asked. “Yeah…” Leah sighed.

“My mom got me and my sister a Nintendo, Matheia always wins…Do you wanna play Mario Kart?” Flame exclaimed. Leah nodded and they started up the system. 

Leah picked Luigi as her character. “What? I wanted to be Luigi…” Flame groaned. “Too bad~!” Leah exclaimed tunefully. Flame selected Mario Circuit. Leah won. 

“Haha! Yes!” She smiled in victory. “You only won because you got a bullet bill at the last second…Her laugh was genuine and set Flame’s heart beating fast. They talked for a little bit, but it was so hot they could barely focus. “I need something cold…” Flame sighed, dehydrated as a desert. 

“Let’s make lemonade!” Leah perked up. “I made it all the time for me and my grandma, and it's super refreshing!” She explained. “That sounds awesome, but we don’t have any lemons!” Flame sighed. 

“Oh no!.. Well, we can buy some at the store. Let’s go on my bike!” She suggested. They both went to Leah’s bike and sat on it.

“Hold on to me so you don’t fall.” Leah said. “Oh..Uh okay!” Flame complied. This made him flustered and he did not know why. They rode off to the grocers and wandered around in the produce section for lemons. The mist machines refreshed them and replenished their energy. Leah found the crate of lemons and examined her choices. “Flame, come here…” She said in a quiet voice. He came over and looked at her confused.

“What are you doing?” He asked. “I’m a fruit whisperer, I pick fruit in my backyard and make food for me and my grandma. I know which lemon is bad and which lemon is good.” Leah explained, holding lemons, squeezing them, tapping them and more.

Flame being the impatient tween that he is, he quickly got irritated with this. “Are you done?” He mumbled. “Yeah, yeah..Okay! These are the perfect lemons.” She said, and put them in her wick basket. She asked how much it would cost, and it was 2$ for a pound of lemons. Flame shuffled through their pockets, looking for any coins or dollars. They were empty.

“Don’t worry, I have 5 dollars from my chores.” Leah smiled. Her head barely peaked over the counter. She put down the lemons and the money.

After they had gone home, Flame wanted to cut the lemons. When he cut his first one, a squeeze of lemon juice shot out of the lemon and into his eye. He inhaled sharply and rubbed his eye. 

“You are not doing it right.” Leah said. “Oh yeah?” Flame scoffed. “Yeah.” 

“Do not apply too much pressure to the knife, because it could slip or the juice could go into your face.” She instructed, and held his hand accordingly, guiding it.“Yeah, like that.” She smiled. Flame was flushed, like a tomato. 

Flame blushed and thanked her. They squeezed the lemons into the glass and put water and ice into it. Leah rummaged through the cabinets for sugar. She opened the bag and put some in. “Let’s see how it tastes…” She smiled, and clinked her glass against Flame’s. “Uh..yeah!” He snapped out of his trance, and drank some.

A sour taste filled both of their mouths, not good like a lemon tart but more intense and pricked at their taste buds. Leah swallowed it and sighed. They needed more sugar.

So, they took turns putting more sugar until it was perfect. Not too sour or sweet, just right. When they finally found the perfect lemon to sugar ratio, Leah turned on the radio and they danced together. When they were worn and exhausted, to the point they couldn’t dance any more, Flame told Leah to come outside.

They brought their pitcher with them, and Leah happily poured it into his glass. They sat on the lawn chairs drinking lemonade and chatting as the sun set. Flame still could not believe this girl knew his name. Why was he like this..?

“Leah, why do you live with your grandma and not your parents?” He asked. “My dad is living in a different house right now. My mom died because of childbirth issues, so my Grandma takes care of me, and I take care of her.” Leah explained. “I’m sorry.” Flame said, embarrassed that he even asked that. 

“Don’t worry, I have a good life. And it just got better because of you!” Leah smiled right at him. Leah looked at the sky and frowned. “It’s getting kind of dark. I should get home, but hey…I really think we should be friends! See you!” She exclaimed, and hugged Flame. She got on her bike, winked at him and rode away.

Flame was dumbfounded on what just happened, in his hazy trance he stumbled inside where he found Matheia sitting on the couch. “What’re you doing?” He asked. “I found an old tape in the attic.” She said. “How was your day?”

“You have no idea…” 

@dweamisland

[meet-the-mastermindv3]

Meet the cast of the newest season of Danganronpa!

One of these sixteen participants is in charge of this account. Just as a teaser, we'll give you a little more information on each of these people! Maybe you'll find some clues somewhere... Who knows!

(From left to right)

Tenko Chabashira, Ultimate Aikido Master:

Don't be fooled by her sweet smile! This firey girlboss could drop kick any man within a 50 foot radius without breaking a sweat. She founded her own form of Aikido, after all.

Himiko Yumeno, Ultimate Magician:

Although you may remember her more from her death defying magic acts, this pint sized magician has more than just cards up her sleeves. Get it? Because she’s a magician? Haha. 

Kaito Momota, Ultimate Astronaut:

This hot-headed space cadet has been known to dabble in shady areas to reach his goals. Despite that, he's determined to be a positive influence on everyone he meets! Though, be careful what you say around him, or you may be getting yourself signed up for a knuckle sandwich.

Miu Iruma, Ultimate Inventor:

Known to the world as the "gorgeous girl genius", you may remember her for her recent endeavors in the field of VR, and for her many contributions to Iidabashi Industries, or the Neo World Program. This fiesty inventor will definitely prove to be a challenging contestant to stand against.

Gonta Gokuhara, Ultimate Entomologist:

Don't be fooled by his appearance! Although he may look intimidating, looks can be deceiving. This big guy wouldn't even hurt a fly!

...Although, he doesn't hold the same standards for people who hate bugs. He's Entomophobia-phobic.

Tsumugi Shirogone:

You may remember her from the previous game as the Ultimate Author. This time, however, she's taking things a little different. She's the same ol' plain Jane as last time, though. Really, there's not much to say about her. You can just skip this paragraph, it won't make any difference.

K1-B0:

Have you seen this robot in any way? Maybe you'll recognize the name "Iidabashi" a bit more. Yes, this is none other than THE Kiibo Iidabashi! Although I shouldn't spoil too much, they won't be the Mastermind this time around. That'd be too easy. Instead...

They'll be acting as your eyes on the inside! By using the hashtag #Dangan-choose, you can decide how they'll interact with their surroundings. Majority wins!

Kaede Akamatsu, Ultimate Pianist:

Clever, brave and strong- this girl is gearing up to be one hell of a protagonist. She's definitely already shown herself to be an outstanding force to be reckoned with. She even intimidates me, and I'm the Mastermind.

Just don't get her started on Mozart or DeBussy. She'll talk your ear off for hours on end. Hopefully she'll get the hang of the protagonist role.

Shuichi Saihara, Ultimate Detective:

It's any fans dream to see the son of two of the original DR castmates fight his way through the killing game like they once did. So, of couse for an anniversary such as this one, we had to drag him along! We had to pull a lot of strings to get him here, but rest assured... He's inherited a lot from his parents. Especially his knack for detective work.

Sadly, he doesn't like to talk about them all too much. We've got to avoid continuity errors somehow.

[astrobyoph]

Pick a perfume; Current situation + What do you need to hear

Hello everybody, hope y’all are having a great day/night wherever you are. Anyways I’m here with a Pick a pile post, kinda nervous because it’s my first time doing something like this, but hope y’all enjoy this! Everything is done intuitively btw so let me know if it resonated :)

What will be in the readings; Your current situation, What do you need to hear, Possible placements 

We have 4 piles today, with a perfume theme because I’m a sucker for that. Unfortunately, I’m broke so I can’t afford these but let’s just admire how pretty they are LOL. Take a deep breath, and pick the one that you’re most drawn to! Lets get started;

Pile 1: Good girl by Carolina Herrera

Your current situation; Gosh are you guys okay? HAHAHA but for real though. I’m sensing a lot of dark, tired vibes here. Some of you might be undergoing a certain change right now perhaps? Maybe emotionally, or even physically for some of you. You’re tired of the things around you, and it’s been draining you. I heard “backstabbing” maybe some of you got backstabbed as well, really sorry if you did, you don’t deserve it :( But yes, generally very tired and exhausted energy here.

What do you need to hear; There’s change coming for you. Definitely. I sensed a butterfly, so maybe at the end of this phase you’d be like a butterfly and look completely different. Whatever it is, it’s not your fault, you are enough. You got this, and you have the strength to get through this too. Oh and if anything feels too good to be true, don’t take it. Trust your gut always. Your guides are with you, pile 1. Hang in there baby

Possible placements; Water placements/dominant, Scorpio, Sag placements. 2/7H emphasis, Pluto/Venus dominant perhaps. Maybe you can go near a water body to recharge, meditation might help too. Or maybe swimming can be theraputic too. Take care pile 1, sending you lots of love <3

Pile 2: Black Opium by Yves Saint Laurent

Your current situation; I feel like some of you just entered a relationship perhaps? Or you might be in the talking stage, or maybe one is coming into your life soon. I sense a lot of happiness, content in this pile. You’ve gone through a lot in the past and I feel like you’re in the prime right now. So happy for you guys arhasdjh. I sensed a flower, perhaps you like flowers or it might have a significance to you, I think this also showss growth in you, pile 2. Do some of you like pink as well? It feels as though some of you picked up a new hobby/recreation as well. Cute vibes overall you guys

What do you need to hear; So with your new beginning here, or better life whatsoever, you should keep going at it! This is bringing you happiness and change. I feel like abundance and rewards are coming your way too? However I think you need to learn how to manage your time, segregate your days well. Prioritise the things that you still need to do too. Protect yourselves as well, in the sense of don’t let anyone take advantage of you and let slip kind of thing.

Possible placements; Cancer, Virgo, Mars/Saturn dominant, Aquarius placements, Air/earth dominant. Remember to treat yourself, go out, take a deep breath of fresh air. You got this pile 2, sending you lots of love <3

Pile 3: Chanel No.5 by Coco Chanel

Current situation; There’s a really consistent vibe here guys, and I think it has to do with desire. Some of you are really desiring something, desperate for something? I heard widow, maybe some of you are widows (for the older people), or maybe you come from a single parent family. Sending you love. Anyways, you guys probably need a hug pile 3. There’s a vibe of healing, protection here too. You guys might be healers, empaths maybe? You have a tendency to take care of the people around you and not yourself as well.

What do you need to hear; Definitely protect yourself that’s for sure. I felt it in the previous paragraph, and now again. Be careful of energy vamps, people who feed off your energy. Some of you might be intuitive readers/creators here? Hello if you are haha. Be careful of people taking advantage of you, I heard short, close friend so maybe that might be them. But yes, cut off what’s bad for you. Cut off the things that are toxic to you as well, do yourself that favour. It’s self protection for you. (18+) Sorry this just popped in my mind but if anyone here’s going to have sex, protection if you do! Just be careful :)

Possible placements; Pisces, Aries, Leo, Sag, Water dominant, Earth dominant, Sun/Mercury/Venus dominant. Definitely take care of yourself, you deserve better. Your energy is precious as well, I feel like some people here like bread too lol. Take care of yourselves pile 3, sending you love <3

Pile 4: Hypnotic poison by Dior

Current situation; Right off the bat there’s very strong bad bitch energy HAHAH. Y’all are the ones who have been through everything, maybe some of you were attracted to pile 2. There’s a similar energy of accomplishment with both piles, but this has more of the firey and bad bitch energy. I think you guys have learnt to know your worth, and to be content with yourselves. You might be nearing an end in something, maybe education? Some of you might be finishing a certain level in education soon. I think there’s a lot of rewards coming your way too. There’s really the emphasis of growth in this pile.

What do you need to know; So immediately I felt the feeling of being overconfident. Now I’m not saying being confident is bad, but overconfidence might be a little bad. You guys might be hiding something too, something you’re scared to show other’s in the fear that your reputation might be tarnished? This might not be for all, but I felt “Sexual orientation”, that might be something you’re hiding? But yes, I think as much as it is good that you’ve grown to be comfortable and confident, remember to be considerate to people around you too. Be careful of their emotions and feelings, and don’t be too absorbed in yourself, or this might drive people away and I don’t want that for you guys 

Possible placements; Fire/Earth dominant, Leo, Aries, Aquarius, heavy Plutonian energy, Saturn as well. I’d say be cautious of what you say and do, remember to process before letting things leave your mouth sometimes. But no harm, you guys still mean good for everybody I know. Continue to be badass pile 4, sending you love <3

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Thank you for reading to the end guys, I really hope you enjoyed the Pick a pile! If you can reblog and share what you think, I’d love to hear your opinions as this is my first time doing something like this haha. Anyways take care and stay safe everyone, sending you all lots of love.

See you next time! ❤️😮‍💨

[mintugiyuu]

Hello!! I absolutely loved your “Buckle Up” fic! It was so so cute, and I think you captured each character’s personalities so well!! 😭💖 I was also wondering if I can request a kyojuro x reader college! Au? Where they bump into each other, become close friends and they develop feelings for each other? Hahaha I’m sorry- I’m just a sucker for that au, and I would love to see more one-shots of it >\\\\<

HAHA! I finished just in time for his birthday!!

first of all, I am so honored that you requested me, thank you! I adore your art and seeing you pop into my inbox and request this made me weep /lh ;;3;; <3

thank you so much! I’m so glad you like my characterizations, you’re so sweet!! it still makes my day to read that <3

I hope you don’t mind, but I took your request VERY literally LMAO (pst, also made the reader an art major in college to make it a bit more immersive hehe) and also very long, whoops-

I had to put it into two posts since I went over the text box limit LMAO AND I actually had to leave a part out, but i may turn that into another oneshot one day qwq I had a story planned and I stuck with it hehe; I hope you enjoy regardless and please take care! <3

꒰🔥꒱ — we have to stop meeting like this.

sfw one-shot

➥ pairing || rengoku kyojurou x reader

➥ au || modern day college! au

➥ warnings || food mentions/eating (will be tagged before the portion starts); cheesy, tooth-rotting fluff with extra cheese

➥ synopsis || the reader keeps bumping into the one and only rengoku kyojurou; only instead of just casually seeing him over and over again, they quite literally bump into him in the most inconvenient ways possible.

➥ part two || click here!

Ever since the school year started, there seemed to never be a moment where you could just take it slow. Everything seemed to race past you as you tried to keep pace. It was comparable to constantly running a marathon.

Today was no different, rushing to the closest - now your new favorite - cafe to pick up a nice morning beverage before you were to speed to your first class. Why the hell did you have to pick up all the morning classes?

Even as you waited in line, the busy bustle of life never seemed to ease. The buzzing talking of people around you, shifting of the other costumers in line, employees taking then shouting out orders; not to mention the hefty amount of texts and emails you still have yet to check or respond to.

It was all so overwhelming, and it was only the third week of college.

If this keeps up, the year will be a living hell.

Reaching the front of the line, you thanked the poor girl who handed you your drink. She seemed just as frazzled as you, but still offered you a smile and told you to have a nice day. You admired people like that.

Now to rush back to your bike and drink this before you were-

“Ah!”

You slammed into something hard, your drink crushing and proceeding to spill all over both you and whatever you bumped into. Based off the way the thing didn’t even budge, you assumed it was a wall.

When was there a wall in the middle of the cafe?

Looking up to inspect the new construction, you froze in utter horror to see a person. Not only a person, but a very good looking person, that your drink was now all over.

Fuck.

You scrambled around in the puddle of your once fresh drink, standing up as you prepared one hundred different apologies, but the man beat you to it.

“UME! You like this drink too? I was planning to get one myself,” he paused to lick some off his cheek, smile widening as he nodded to himself. “Just as good as I remember it! It would go great with a pastry..”

You.. we’re not expecting that reaction. The firey-blonde didn’t seem upset, at least. He almost seemed pleased, even. Your mouth gaped like a fish as you tried to re-compose your apologize, but he beat you to it.

“Ah! I’m sorry for being in your way! You seemed to be in a rush and I was standing right in front of the exit!” Inspecting the mess beneath the two of you, his brows furrowed (oh god his brows) before he brightened once more.

You almost had to shield your eyes - his expression was brighter than the sun.

“Let me buy you another drink!! To make up for the one that is currently all over us!” The young man crossed his arms as he said this, chest puffed in the air proudly as he exclaimed this.

If the whole cafe wasn’t staring at you before, they were now. Your cheeks burned with embarrassment as you tried to gain your bearings with this ecstatic man.

“No, no need, really. I’m the one who’s sorry, I was in a rush and should’ve been looking where I was-“

“I was the one who should have been in line while looking at what to order!! I got distracted by the food, so my apologies! Let me make up for it!” He interrupted you, same goofy determined smile on his face, same muscular proud arms crossed.

Who is this guy??

“No, I should’ve been more careful-“

“I should’ve been more considerate of the walk way!”

You paused, effectively being cut once more. This man seemed so stubborn, but you couldn’t even be mad. You just felt bad that he was taking the blame.

Frowning, you persisted. “At least let me pay for your dry cleaning-“

“I have more clothes at home!!”

“That’s not the point-“

“I see!”

“I don’t think you-“

“Did you want a small, medium or large??”

“Are you listening to me??” You were exasperated at this point.

“Do you like pastries? I could get you one of those as well!”

“You’re not going to let this go are you??”

“Nope!”

You sighed, about to retort again when the same poor, frazzled worker walked over to the two of you with a mop and bucket in hand, asking you tiredly to please scoot somewhere else so she could clean.

As if you didn’t feel bad enough.

Insisting on helping her out - or in other words, practically fighting her for the mop to clean up your own mess - you lost track of the eccentric man. You didn't even notice he was gone until the employee disappeared, the mess all clean, but he was no longer in the cafe.

You couldn't help but feel disappointed, wanting to give him a proper apology without him trying to insist it was his fault.

Oh well you thought, making your way out of the cafe without a drink. Nothing you could do about it now.

Life always has a funny way of making things happen, though, huh?

"There you are stranger!" You jumped, looking over to the bike rack. The blonde bounced off one of the rails he was leaning on, heading over to you with a drink in hand. "You never answered my question, so I got you a large!"

"You really didn't have to.."

"It's the least I could do! Take it as compensation for making you late and ruining your clothes."

“But your clothes are ruined too, at least let me pay for the the drinks." You went to reach into your purse, but he placed his hand on top of yours, stopping you. Looking up, you saw the man held a gentle smile, determined to reassure you that you did not need to pay.

His hands were so warm, and now so were your cheeks.

"But I'm not late, so no compensation needed!"

"Ah, well, you're very insistent," you gave in, taking the drink reluctantly. "Thank you.."

What an awful time to realize you didn't even have the name of your victim.

"Rengoku Kyojurou!" he proudly answered taking his hand back, (much your to disappointment). "And you are?"

You introduced yourself in return, offering a small respectful bow as an official greeting. Kyojurou brightened as he returned the gesture, the apples of his cheeks becoming slightly pink.

"A very pretty name for a very pretty person!"

Your face became hotter at the unexpected response, averting your eyes from his own pretty golden ones.

You couldn't help but think it was an odd way to word the compliment. But it honestly made it all the more charming. "Thank you?"

"You're welcome!" The man suddenly pat your back - maybe a bit too hard for it had you stumbling - before placing his hand on his hip. "I'll be off now, I have work soon and I better get changed."

"Same here, I can't show up for class like this." You tugged at your sticky top, making a face at the gross wet feeling.

He laughed, nodding in agreement as he began to back away. "Well, I hope the rest of your day goes smoothly for you!"

"Thank you again, I'm so sorry for all of this."

He waved his bag of pastries, starting to turn to turn around. "Don't sweat it, my friend. Save your energy for the ride home!"

"Right," you laughed weakly, giving him a final wave. "Enjoy your day, Rengoku-san."

"Kyojurou is just fine!" The blonde met your wave in full, raising his arm above his head with a friendly smile. "Until we meet again!"

And with that, he fully turned on his heel and started to stride down the side walk, a beat in his step.

The optimistic statement only further solidified the kind and bright nature you saw in the odd man. You'd love to re-meet him under other circumstances; he seemed like a cool guy to chill with.

What a shame that you'll never see him again.

Rushing down the hallway, you were trying to make sure the dozens of papers you had stayed in the flimsy folder you held.

It was only two weeks after you missed that one class, you couldn’t be late again; that’s why you were sprinting down the halls, dodging other college aged students left and right.

You were doing a great job playing the real life game of “Temple Run,” seeing the doorway to your classroom just ahead. Running faster, you were just about to reach the art room on time.

Until someone rounded the corner unexpectedly.

Letting out a yelp in surprise, you ran right into the figure and falling right onto your back.

Papers went flying everywhere in a tornado of white as you groaned, rubbing your poor nose and working on sitting up. You barely felt whoever you ran into budge, which reminded you an awful lot of-

“Do you make a habit of meeting new people this way?” A loud voice graced your ears, causing you to look up.

As you guessed, Kyojurou was - again - the victim of your desperate attempt to not be late; which was thrown away just a second later as you heard the door to the art room being closed.

“Not usually, I promise it’s only you.” You sighed, defeated, sitting up fully to look up apologetically at the poor man. “I’m sorry, I really have to look where I’m going.”

Kyojurou waved you off with a smile that could compete with the sun. You’ll need sunglasses at this rate.

He seemed very amused by the situation, laughing loudly as he reached a hand down to help you up. “Well, it’s certainly charming! Are you alright?”

You waved your hand back in refusal of his, turning onto your knees to start collecting your scattered papers. “My nose will be fine, I’m just concerned about how long it’ll be until I dent your chest of steel.”

This took him off guard for a second, before another round of lovely loud laughter bubbled from his chest. “Ha! I didn't know you attended this school too! Are you majoring in theater? Comedy maybe??” It was his way of telling you he found you funny, you realized.

How flattering?

“Small world I guess," you let out a slightly apprehensive chuckle, starting to place the papers back into your folder. "No, I’m not purposely funny, I swear. Life just likes to make me the punchline.”

“UME! How unfortunate!” This made you snort as he bent down to help pick up some of the papers that made it further down the hall.

Kyojurou picked a few up, glancing at the contents as he piled them neatly. He noticed they were all sketches of various things, which made the blonde assume you were an art major. How fitting!

“Did you draw these??”

This made you perk a little, going a bit red in the cheeks at the tone of his voice. He sounded excited, as if he just saw something amazing.

“Oh? Yes, they’re just some life sketches that are due today, nothing big-“

“INCREDIBLE! How do you capture real life yet add your own spin on it?” The genuine smile that was adorned on his face along with made your heart skip.

“Ah, thank you! But they're really not much, I'm still practicing."

"Don't sell yourself short, they're amazing! Your passion shows through your work!" He turned his head to beam at you, eyes filled with his own firey passion, likely spurred on by your own. "You should stick with it!"

"I appreciate that, thank you." If you weren't flustered before, you definitely were now. You tried to laugh to get rid of the pink in yiur cheeks and the flutters in your tummy. "I've already slotted myself as the family's starving artist, I can't back down now."

"That's the spirit! I believe-" The piece of paper in his hand made him pause what he was saying, placing it on to the pile slower this time.

It was a simple sketch of him from the waist up, wearing the clothes he wore the day you spilt your drink on him. He was smiling in the sketch, holding the same pastry he had bought as if he was about to take a bite.

Besides a few incorrect details (which is to be expected since you drew him from memory alone), the sketch was spot on and beautiful in his eyes. You had added falling leaves around him and the brick of the cafe behind him.

Now, most would find it creepy to see a drawing of yourself from a person you've only ran into once. Traditionally, it would be. But being friends with and a roommate to an artist himself, Kyojurou has gotten quite used to being called 'artistically pleasing' in looks.

With his flame inspired hair and bright eyes, he's well aware he'd be an interesting person to sketch out - Tengen has done it over and over again. So he had a feeling your reasons behind this was very similar.

He couldn't help but feel flattered.

"Is this me?"

Never in your entire life has your heart dropped so fast at those three words.

You had completely forgotten you added that to your assignment.

Standing up sharply, you spun on your heel to face his crouched form. He was studying the sketch, at least you could only assume. His back faced you as you tried not to flat out cry in embarrassment.

Will you ever not embarrass yourself in front of this man?

"I-It's not what it looks like!! I swear I wasn't trying to be a creep!" you blurted out quickly to defend yourself, holding your papers you had to your chest.

"I just thought we were never going to meet again and the assignment was to draw things based on real life and you're a very interesting subject to draw and now I'm rambling please don't hate me-"

You were cut off by his bubbly, booming laugh. Kyojurou stood up and turned to face you, still looking at the paper.

Instead of the look of disgust or maybe even fear that you were expecting, his face held admiration and excitement. Was that also a blush?

"I LOVE IT!" He exclaimed loudly, not seeming to have volume control when he got excited. In a split second he was only inches away from you, holding your sketch above the two of you to admire. "IM HONORED TO BE THE SUBJECT OF YOUR PROJECT! IT'S BREATH TAKING!"

You forced yourself not to cover your ears at the volume of his voice, though you'd be lying if you said you didn't find it endearing.

The blonde tilted his head to the side, now leaning it on top of your own as his hair fell into your face slightly. "I don't hate you! How could I when you drew me so nicely??"

"You.. don't find it weird?" You asked hesitantly, brushing the lock of red-tipped hair from your face.

"HA! I couldn't count on both hands the number of times my roommate has used me as the focus of his work! I'm flattered if anything!"

"Oh..! That's a relief," you sighed, the sudden anxiety slowly dissipating. You took a step back and grabbed your folder, placing the papers in there neatly. "Do you really think it looks ok?"

"You really need to work on not selling yourself so short," he replied in a softer tone, voice smooth like honey as he handed you the pile of papers he had collected.

"I just want a good grade, the professor looks for proportions since it has to be based off real models," you shrugged, smiling up at him gratefully as you took the papers.

But he didn't let you, making direct eye contact with you. He looked so certain, as if trying to transfer his confidence for your work into yourself. "With works like those, I'm positive you'll ace it!"

You've only met this man twice, but he's already managed to make you fluster more times than you have in years.

Averting your eyes, you ducked your head to hide the color on your cheeks. Kyojurou loosened his grip on your papers and allowed you to put them away.

"I'm not sure how I could thank you in any other way that won't sound overused."

He just returned your response with a closed eyed smile, patting your head. "Have a bit more faith in your skill and hard work is all I ask."

Even through your hair you could feel just how warm his hand was. It took everything in you not to lean into that warmth, instead opting to pat his hand and gently remove it.

Not that you wanted to; you were just about to combust.

"I'll do my best then," you confirmed, doing your best to return his smile. "I don't mean to cut you off but I really have to get going.

Kyojurou respectfully took his hand back, nodding. “No worries, I won’t keep you then!”

"I’ll be off then. Thank you again, Rengoku-san.”

“No need to be so formal!! Just call me Kyojurou!”

You gave him a smile, waving with your folder in hand as you started to head to your class. “I’ll see you around, Rengoku-san, hopefully without any physical altercations!”

You heard him make a small noise that could be interpreted as amused defeat, but his tone remained cheery non the less. “Third times a charm! Take care!”

cw || food mentions, food, eating

Afternoons had to be your favorite time of day when it came to school days.

Your classes ended around 1:00 most days, to which you'd routinely make your way to the roof of the school and eat the lunch you brought. (Your art professor was cool and let you put your lunch in their mini fridge).

The college you went to was huge; the best part about it being the roof.

It was fairly big with a water fountain in the middle surrounded with benches. Foliage and greenery over took most of the area, making most students who go forget they're even on a roof.

It was your all time favorite place to go, to say the least.

You were making your way down the hall to head to the staircase that led to the roof when you nearly avoided bumping into someone.

You stopped right before you could, looking up to apologize only to see familiar golden eyes.

"Rengoku-san?"

It’s not all to unsurprising that you didn’t run into him; ever since the hallway incident the two of you saw each other more and more, so you both got very careful with walking anywhere.

Eventually the casually bump and talk turned into an exchange of numbers, to which you started to do things together.

You could now proudly call him a friend.

"We hang out frequently, I think we're past formalities by now!”

Yet you still couldn’t get past that little quirk. "Right, sorry!"

“No worries! You seem to be in a rush again, are they selling sweet potato casserole at the food court again??” Kyojurou seemed to perk at the mention.

"Oh? No, not that I know of at least. Plus, I already have my lunch. I'm not the biggest fan of the Wednesday caters."

"I see. Respectable!"

A pause followed - which was odd in itself - but it gave you time to notice that the other did not have his own lunch.

Usually he had his lunch by now; if you two were to ever bump into each other, he’d have a full bento box from the cafeteria. "Do.. you have your lunch? Or are you on your way?"

"Ah.. no! I forgot my wallet at home and I won't have time between classes to grab it."

"Oh." That explained it. You couldn’t help but feel bad at the almost disappointed way he said this. "Are you hungry?"

Waving your concern away, he gently nudged you towards the wall so you both were out of the middle of the hall.

"I'll be ok, I only have three classes left for the day then I'll be heading home. Sanemi always has the best dinners cooked around that time anyways!"

"No, sorry,” you cut him off from saying anything more, shaking your head sternly. He blinked at your response, confused.

“I'm not allowing you to go hungry. Not on my watch.” Boldly - even for your standards - you grabbed the other man’s wrist, tugging him in the opposite direction of which he was going as you started to drag him in tow. “You're coming with me."

This is the first time you’ve seen him genuinely caught off guard. Kyojurou was odd, loud and seemed to roll with the punches most times. The best example of this was when you two first met.

So seeing his usual smile turn into a small, confused line as his eyes widened almost made you feel proud of yourself. Now you were going to be the one to throw him for a loop.

In the best way possible, of course.

The blonde let you guide him towards the stairs regardless, catching up to your pace effortlessly.

“It’s really alright, (Y/N). This isn’t the first time!”

Opening the door to the stairwell, you cut him off once again; it’s not too bad to give him a taste of his own medicine.

“Well this will be the last time, I’ll make sure of that.”

“Oh? And how will you do that?” He tested, a familiar smile reappearing as he continued to let you drag him up the stairs.

“Because you’ll text me when you forget,” you quipped, a bounce in your tone.

“I will?”

“Of course you will.”

“And if I don’t?”

You paused at this to look down at him - you being on a higher step than he. One of his brows were raised, an almost amused expression on his face.

Sending him back a smirk of your own, you leaned in slightly. “Then I’ll have to let Shinazugawa-san know that you’re not eating from breakfast to dinner, and we both know how he’ll react to that.”

The apprehension that suddenly crossed Kyojurou’s face made you laugh, continuing your trip up the stairs.

One of his roommates, Sanemi, had a reputation of being mean, hostile, and overall cold. In reality, he was just an uptight mother hen constantly running around exasperated, tired and grumpy.

If he heard that one of his roommates went hungry when he could’ve done something about it (aka text you), he’ll throw a fit.

You chuckled, victory present across your face when Kyojurou said nothing in return, knowing how Sanemi was. “I win~!”

The both of you continued your journey, the climb up not being such a short one. Usually you have your headphones in on the way, but since you had Kyojurou today, you had to listen to the reason why you brought headphones in the first place.

Not wanting to hear the echo of your footsteps any longer, you decided to make conversation. It was a question you've been meaning to ask, anyhow.

"I just realized I never asked, but what are you majoring in?"

“HISTORY!” Kyojurou wasted no time in answering, almost stumbling over a step at the pure excitement that shot through his body. You gave a lop-sided smile, rebalancing him slightly with you hand on his wrist.

“Oh? That’s really cool! Why history?”

His eyes had stars, smile brightening. “I find it so intriguing to look back in time and learn about what happened to get us where we are now!! What series of events took place and the outcomes that came!! How we as humans have progressed in life with technology, traditions, everything!”

The blonde beamed as he spoke, his voice getting louder. “It’s something I’m very passionate about!! And would love to make others just as passionate!!”

The two of you paused your ascend at some point, letting Kyojurou speak as eccentrically as he wanted to without the possibility of him tripping.

“You should be a history teacher one day.” You stated matter of factly, only getting an even happier response from him.

“I aspire to be one!!” He took his hand back from your loose hold, hands bawling into determined fists. "The history teacher I had throughout high school was so interactive and made history interesting; I want to be that teacher that makes the classroom and the subject at hand fun!"

This man deserved everything good this world had to offer, you decided.

You reached to grab Kyojurou's hands into your own, giving them both a firm squeeze as you looked him into the eye.

“I think you’d make an incredible one.” You nodded, the situation not unlike the one you had been in when you bumped into him in the hallway. “You’re very endearing and caring, I think the kids would love both you as their teacher and the way you teach.”

You could officially count this as the second time you seemed to catch the other off guard. Eyes still starry, his mouth was small and slightly agape; facial features softened as a light blush painted its way across his cheeks.

He squeezed your hands in return, eyes never breaking contact with you. “Thank you, that.. means a lot to me!”

All you did in return was smile - eyes closed - and pat his hand, starting the climb back up the stairs once more with him in hand. Even if you turned to face forward, Kyojurou not once looked away from you.

He was completely and utterly starstruck.

-

The rest of the climb was fairly quiet. Turns out that this wasn’t Kyojurou’s first time on the roof, even leading you to his favorite spot by the water fountain.

Once seated, you opened your bag to show the several containers of food. You over-packed a bit this morning, not knowing what you'd be in the mood for. How convenient.

You absolutely noticed the way Kyojurou eyed the food. You've yet to sit down and eat with him yet, but according to Tengen this man could eat.

You'd hate to leave him hungry.

"Go on, pick something! I packed too much." You nudged the containers towards him, giving an encouraging smile.

"This is your hard earned food, you have the first pick and I'll get the left overs!" He was a bit stiff, feeling guilty for relying on you and taking your food.

You deadpanned, raising a brow.

"Rengoku-san."

"Kyojurou."

Snorting at his counter, you shook your head and sighed light heartedly. "Must you always be so stubborn?" But you gave in, grabbing the container - out of four - that you were in the mood for, nodding to the other three meal containers.

"Wouldn't think of being any other way!" He won this round and made sure you knew it as pay-back for earlier, grabbing onto the container that held salmon and rice. "Thank you for the food!"

With that settled, the two of you dug in, sitting side by side as you admired the view of the roof. The sky seemed a bit more blue today, fluffy clouds littering it.

It was a peaceful moment -

"UMAI!"

- until it was interrupted none to subtly by the blonde who sat next to you.

Naturally, you jumped, not expecting the sheer volume of his voice. Frazzled and confused, you looked over to Kyojurou, brows furrowed.

"U.. Umai..?"

"UMAI!" He took another bite, giving himself time to chew and swallow before shouting out another loud, "UMAI!"

You watched him with blinking eyes as he made big and small exclamations of what must've been his opinion on the food.

It was.. actually cute.

"UMAI!"

Really cute. You had no idea he did this when he ate, and you couldn't help the giggle that made it's way out of your mouth.

"Do you like it?" The immediate response you received was another 'UMAI', causing you to snort.

"IT'S MOUTH WATERING!" The golden-eyed man shoved another piece of salmon into his mouth, bouncing his leg as he did.

“I’m glad you like my cooking,” you mused, biting into a piece of your own lunch.

Kyojurou choked on his bite next to you. “You made this??”

“Mhm! I like to cook my own meals so there's never a time I'm left with something I don't like.”

“Marry me.”

“What?” You did a double take, wondering if you heard him correctly, but he was already standing and collecting his stuff.

“NOTHING.” Kyojurou placed the cover of the empty container, swinging his bag over his shoulder and bowing at the waist to you in gratitude quickly. Little did you know, he was also trying to hide his beet red face. “Thank you for the food! Have a nice day!”

“Wait, WAIT-“

But it was too late. You watched as he ran away and disappeared down the stairs.

Blinking at the suddenness of his exit, you shook your head. It must’ve been your imagination, you had to be hearing things.

Yeah, he was just running late. He was one to make strange scenes like that. Nothing to think too hard about.

That didn’t stop the blush from creeping up your neck.

[thetrashywritingwitch]

i can't wait for a katsuki-y/n shopping spree...or maybe a girls' shopping spree using a certain firey blondie's credit card? haha...oh and i imagine if y/n gets somehow attacked by a villain, he'd go mama bear-level feral

Kat: "take my card."

Y: "wh- no, why?"

Kat: "are you really saying you dont want to spoil yourself a little bit when I'm usually a stingy asshole?"

Y:

"... just this one time"

I wouldnt envy the villain who tries something bc theyd quickly realize their mistake

[cloudywitchh]

Hurricane-- James Potter song fic

James Potter x Fem!Ravenclaw!Reader

WordCount: 592 words. sorry thats really short hahah

So ok this is my first oneshot lol i know its bad :(

Please give tips bc i know it sucks hahah

Basically, im whipped for James Potter and so I was like why not have my first fan fic be about him. And also, I'm kinda a huge country music fan, and lately, I've really been enjoying Luke Combs music.

So this is a song fic based on https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PoZWTEXRgKo&ab_channel=LukeCombs

All song and some character credit is to Luke Combs and JK Rowling (even though I dont support her lol)

I will say tho, the end is a bit different haha

Warnings! Kinda angsty but not really lmao i think thats it but lmk if I'm missing anything

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Hadn't had a good time Since you know when

James Potter knew that he broke up with Y/N Y/L/N for one reason and one reason only. Lily Evans.

His longtime crush of 6 years finally showed some interest in him. To him, it was the only option. Sure he was in love with Y/N, but he believed that he loved the firey Gryffindor more than the perfect Ravenclaw he already had.

When Lily Evans broke up with him, he became lost. And who wouldn’t loose themselves? He had broken up with the girl of his dreams, and the girl he had been infatuated with since first year had broken up with him. He locked himself in his dorm, only coming out for classes. He really hadn't gone out and had fun since his breakup with Y/N. With Lily it was always study.

Got talked into goin' out With hopes you were stayin' in

"Come on Prongs," Sirius groaned, "You haven't gone out in like 2 months."

"You know, he's rights Prongs. I think you'll just be happier having gone out. Besides, doesn't she normally study on Saturdays and goes to Hogsmeade on Sundays?"

"Well yeah, I guess," James mumbled, face still buried in the pillow. He guessed all he could do was hope that you stayed back in the castle and studied like you always did when you were together.

I was feeling like myself for the first time In a long time

For the first time in a while, he felt good. He felt happy.

Laughing with his friends, just enjoying the day.

"Prongs, can you go get the next round of butterbeer? I'll buy you some treacle tarts."

"Yeah, sure. I'll be right back boys" James replied as he got up and begun to head over to the counter.

'Til I bumped into some of your friends Over there talkin' to mine

"Thanks, Rosmerta! Sirius says he's still open to date once he graduates"

"No problem James, anytime. and tell Black I'm alright." The beautiful barmaid said to James as he started back to his booth. Of course, with his luck, the three boys he had left, had become three boys and four very familiar Ravenclaws.

Katy Peirce, Y/N's best friend.

Sophia Maren, Y/N's childhood best friend.

Aralyn Vance. Y/N's other best friend.

Then you rolled in with your hair in the wind Baby, without warning I was doin' alright but just your sight Had my heart stormin'

But of course, of the four, James' eyes weren't on Katy, Sophia, or Aralyn, but on Y/N Y/L/N.

Everything stopped the moment you looked back at him.

Your Y/E/C eyes bright and happy, your Y/H/C hair in a cute messy-type of bun, your Y/S/C skin tan and glowing.

Every laugh, every kiss, every late-night conversation rolled back.

The moon went hiding Stars quit shining Rain was dropping Thunder 'n lightning

He still loved you and everyone knew it.

But when Micheal Patil came up behind the group of girls, and pulled your gaze away from James to him, from uncomfortable to the most loving look, he realized he'd lost you.

When Micheal Patil sat you down in the corner booth, he realized he'd lost you.

When you kissed Micheal Patil, it hit him, he'd lost you.

You wrecked my whole world when you came And hit me like a hurricane

The boys turned their attention from the couple in the corner, to their broken best friend. But he didn't care, it hit him like a hurricane.

You would never be his again.

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Ok, so I know that wasn't the best but I'm kinda proud I actually finished one for once hahah.

[weasleysbride]

Long Locks

Fred Weasley x Fem Reader

Warnings: Some swearing, bit of fluff

Description: You and Fred knew each other for years. Your families were best friends and you took every chance you had to spend time with Fred. He only just found out how gorgeous you were, especially when he see’s the real length of your hair.

* The summer after the Triwizard tournament *

You and Fred hadn’t had hair cuts all year. His entire family had missed the opportunity of getting hair cuts, however, you didn’t really mind. You’re hair, however, was nearly past your butt. Putting it in a ponytail didnt help much either, as it only multiplied the chances of you whacking either yourself or others with it, so you often put it in a bun.

You had already spent a week at the burrow. The entire family had gotten their hair cut, all except for you. You didn’t mind though, the long h/c hair wasn’t annoying you in any way, since you always had it up the same. Only George knew how long your hair really was, as he’s walked in on you brushing out your long hair before. He kept it a secret though. Thankfully.

George and Fred were your favourite Weasley’s. No doubt about it. Only, you saw them as two different types of bestfriends; George was a more sympathetic person, and saw you as his younger sister, and was super protective of you in a brotherly way. Fred, however, was different. You saw him as more than a best friend, but not in the brotherly way. Maybe it was the way he always flirted with you, in a different way to most girls.

You were definetly in love with him.

You were lying in Ginny’s room on your bed. Ginny’s room was your second bedroom, and you loved it. It was 3 in the afternoon and you hadn’t seen anyone all day, since they had gone to visit Bill Weasley. You had a headache from always wearing your hair up, even in bed, so you explained to Molly that you didn’t feel very well, and that you needed rest. She agreed.

So there you were, sitting cross legged on the end of your bed, with your hair falling naturally. There were a few strands on the book that you were reading, but you didn’t care. You were so busy with what you were reading, so engaged in the fantasy, that you didn’t hear the footsteps leading up to the room you were seated in. You heard the door creak open slightly, and you looked up from your page a little startled, only to see Fred looking back at you, shock written all over his face. You then remembered why.

“Take a picture, it’ll last longer.” You said sarcastically as you ran your fingers through your hair, moving it out of your face.

“Haha, very funny love.” Fred said, still looking a bit dumbfounded as he walked over and sat beside you, keeping his eyes locked on you as he did. “ Why have you never worn your hair down before?”

“I don’t know, honestly.” You said, closing your book and looking up at him. His brown eyes were filled with wonder and magic, as you saw his eyes twitch down towards your lips and then up to meet your eyes again.

“You’re absolutely gorgeous with it down, y/n.”

“ Aww, thanks Freddie.” You said, heat rising to your cheeks as you gave him a warm smile. You could hear him take in a sharp breath. You ruffled his short red locks as you stood up, brushing your hair away from your face again.

Before you could reach towards your wrist to grab your hair tie to tie your hair away from your face, Fred grabbed your wrist tightly and sat you back down, this time, on his lap. Your eyes widened, as he didn’t let go of your wrist and laid it on your lap as he interwined his fingers with yours on your other hand. His hands you much bigger, and it made you feel safe. You sat in comfortable silence, your hair in your face a little, but the rest on Fred’s lap under your butt.

“I can’t anymore Y/n.” Fred said, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck. You knew that this would either end good or bad.

“Is everything okay Freddie?” You asked, slightly worried.

“No. Nothing’s alright. I can’t be your best friend anymore. I just can’t. Before you start assuming the worse, I need to admit how bad I’ve wanted you since I met you. You’ve always been so perfect. I can’t go a single day without seeing or hearing from you, and every time I have to restrain myself from coming up and kissing you like it’s my last breath. I need to be more than friends. Y:n. I need you.” He said,confidently squeezing your hand and wrist, while still nuzzled into your neck, his breathing rough and hot.

You were left speechless. You had always loved him, yet you thought he never would. “Now I don’t have to explain what you do to me, considering I do it to you.” You said, removing your wrist from his grip and pulling your hair away from your neck and underneath you, exposing your neck.

His lips curved upwards into a smirk as his breathing became extremely sharp, before moving his hand that was once holding your wrist from your lap to your waist, pulling you closer to him as he pecked your neck.

He lightly licked the spot he has been kissing, before biting down and leaving a large love bite. You let out a small moan, still holding the back of his head with your fingers tangled in his firey hair.

You could feel a small lump forming beneath you, knowing exactly what you’re doing to him.

The silence was defening, but comforting. You let out small moans as Fred moved down your neck and to your shoulder, where he left one last slobbery kiss, sliding the spaghetti strap of your tank top down your shoulder.

Fred squeezed your hand one last time before letting go and grabbing your waist with both hands, his fingers bound to leave small bruises of where he has touched you. He lifted you off his lap and turned you around. You were now straddling him.

He smirked as he eyed your lips before leaning in and giving you a small but passionate kiss. You were surprised at first, but really into it, so your arms made their way through Fred hair while one of his hands left your waist to push your hair back to one side again. You pulled away, needing air.

“Wow.” Fred whispered, looking deeply into his eyes. His lips were swollen slightly from you biting his lip and his hair a bit messy. Your strap was still hanging off your shoulder, Fred couldn’t help but smile at the beautiful sight. Not only were you absolutely gorgeous no matter what, but he got to see you with your lushious h/c hair out of the way for him to please you. He was delighted that he kissed you. His best friend, his love, his everything.

“Be mine.” He said in a small shished whisper, still gripping your waist and your hands still wrapped around his neck tightly.

“Now why would I do that?” You asked, teasingly.

You pecked him on his lips one more time, but he held you there against him. The lump in his pants was much bigger now. He kept the kiss passionate, not letting you go, when you tried to open your mouth for air, he saw it as an opportunity to slip in his tongue, exploring your mouth. You decided to fight back, only his won dominance.

You both needed air, so you pulled away, both your lips bright red and swollen. You both gasped and gave a small smirk at each other. It was a dream come true.

“WE’RE HOME DEARIES!” You nearly fell off of Fred’s lap at the sound of Molly Weasley announcing their presence. You were busted.

“Let’s continue this later, but I think you should first cover those marks.” Fred said as he lifted you off of his and down next to him, nodding towards the side of your neck that he had kissed. Shit.

“Thanks, love.” You replied, giving him a wink as you hot up and headed your way to your trunk. Little did you know that Fred was blushing head to toe, as he had never had a girl he loved so much call him that with such confidence. But he knew just how to get you back.

Later on at dinner after you had tidied yourself up ( covered everything on your neck and tied up your hair as well as changing into a loose jumper and jeans ), you made yourself downstairs to see everyone gathered at the dinner table, talking while dishing up their dinner.

You sat down next to Fred, and you gladly made your way next to him. Fred then randomly asked for attention as he stood up, looking very proud. Everyone turned their attention to him, as they placed their cutlery down since they had finished.

“I would just like to announce that Y/n and I are now dating, and I couldn’t be happier. She is an amazing young women, and is absolutely gorgeous, especially with her hair down.” And with that, Fred reached for your hair and took out your hair tie, your hair instantly falling down over your shoulders, a strand landing in front of your face. You blushed head to toe a bright red as everyone stared at you with shock in their eyes.

“ FINALLY!” George and Ginny said together clapping.

Molly was ridiculously excited. She quickly got up and walked over to you, giving you a tight hug while you still sat in your chair, giving Fred a glare as he returned a cheeky grin at you.

“Oh how wonderful! My baby boy has finally grown up! Oh and he is right hun, you are absolutely gorgeous with your hair down, you should have it out more often!”

“YOUR DAD OWES ME 10 SICKLES!!!” Arthur exclaimed happily. Everyone gave him a puzzled look, before he began to explain.

“Well, me and y/n’s dad made a bet. I said they would begin dating while you’re at our house, but he said it would happen during the school term.” He said, proudly. Molly shook her head before her and Ginny began doing dishes, and everyone started to leave the table. Before you could get up, Fred’s hand snuck up to your upper thigh, squeezing it lightly. He gave a small grin before you pecked his cheek, leaving him dazzled as you went upstairs to have a shower.

I know I’m absolutely terrible at writing, but I hope you enjoyed it even the slightest bit. I will be writing more often, and don’t be afraid to leave requests!

[1111jenx]

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"Hello My new fav Leo rising pal💖💖 I've loved your posts & thought this was really cool! I know these can be really draining so just take your time, you don't have to do mine if you don't want to. I just thought you were super cool and thought I'd give it a shot lol ❤ ~ Your new #1 astro fangirl LOLOLOL"

@saintzjenx :

Hi beautiful!

I'm so glad to meet another fellow Leo rising on here haha 😆 Thank you for sending me your chart luv! Let's talk about your chart now:

Leo Rising 22 degree (Capricorn): I love love loveeee these placements! Since you have Leo Rising, naturally I can say that you have a very firey energy to you, especially you have it in later decan which is ruled by Mars, you can give off an even more firey energy, super magnetic and alluring! With Capricorn influence combining with Mars energy others can find you a bit intimidating too or very dominant at first!! I see that you also have your DC in Aquarius in 22 degree! I would not be surprise at all if you attract a lot of Saturn/10H energy into your life:) You will really appreciate their hardworking, committed nature<3

Virgo Venus 1H at 1 degree(Aries): This adds more structure and even more intensity to your presence haha 😆 A sweetheart for sure but can appear as a perfectionist at times!! Again, you may not be aware of this but wow your energy is POWERFUL to others! (venus trine mars, venus square moon)

Your Virgo sun in 2H at 29 degree(Leo) is really interesting to me! Your chart ruler is the Sun in Virgo in a Leo degree queen:)) You're meant to shine under the spotlight! You'll thrive and even make money out of this (2H). I'd say something that's related to communication(mercury), health(virgo) or service work(virgo) would profit you a lot too.

When you were little you were probably encouraged to learn a lot! Probably had the chance to see the world too?(Moon 4H in Sagittarius) Either that or your mom can be very knowledgeable about the world around you and she tried to pass it on to ya! I'd say that you'll benefit a lot by traveling or live in a foreign country! There you can thrive academically and expand your knowledge and calm your thirst for adventures!!

With moon square venus, i see that sometimes you try your best not to let your emotions cloud your judgment. You may refuse to admit your feelings to others too if you know it is not reciprocated! my lil advice for ya: it's completely okay to be conflicting, take your time boo! our leo rising is too prideful sometimes but I know it's completely fine to not have the last word;)

Mercury in Libra 3H: a true negotiator. so creative and charming at the same time. may be prone to overthinking however!!

My advice to ya: you my boo are meant to be rich!!!(jk but not really!!) your MC is in Taurus(possession) at 10 degree(Capricrorn) as well as your Saturn. I see a pattern here for you! Consistency is the key here! Tap in to your stubborn side, show your firey energy to the world and dive into the spot light! Saturn in 10H signify that it may take trials and errors before you can reach the top, but you'll get there and thrive after all of your hardships! goodluck girl.

love,

saint jenx🥀

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figure skater sunghoon x ice hockey player jake! au - part 1?

just a headcanon for now, but i might do like a proper ass ao3 fic one day!!

so sunghoon’s been training at this one rink all his life, he has a private time slot and everything, he’s always on time, it’s all perfect

until low and behold, one day he shows up only to find some guy with a puck and hockey stick ruining his ice

sunghoon’s a bit of a perfectionist okay, he likes his privacy too, so he’s (kinda understandably) a bit upset to see some random boy wearing a snapback on his ice (plus like it’s not like competition season is particuarly far away - also who wears caps inside?? let alone at an ice-rink?)

then the guy turns around and fuck he’s kinda hot

“uh, can i help you?”

 “yeah, youre kinda on the ice during my private time”

hot snapback boy looks super confused but then he goes “fuck what time is it?”

Sunghoon’s confused and he tells him it’s 8:30 and turns out the boys just come from visiting his parents in australia and didn’t set his time properly, his practice starts at 10. 

Apparently this has happened before

sunghoon’s a little confused because usually the hockey team has practice at 10, and even tho hot snapback guy’s carrying around a puck, sunghoon knows the hockey team (hell, his best friend jay is on it), and he’s never seen this guy before

but sunghoon just shrugs because really he doesn’t care, he just wants his ice back

and he gets it back because snapback boy leaves the ice after a bashful little sorry

sunghoon just nods back and gets onto the ice to warm up his spins and stuff, he does a few jumps and spins before going to turn on his music and - wtf snapback boy is still here??? watching him???

sunghoon’s a littler weirded but he doesn’t want to be ruder than he already has been so he just goes ahead with his practice

he finishes his routine almost perfectly and the music stops

and snapback boy is staring at him with his eyes and mouth wide open

the guy looks like his eyes are gonna fall out of their sockets so sunghoon’s understandably kinda worried

“hey dude, are you okay?”

snapback boy keeps staring at him for a second and then goes, “holy fuck that was beautiful” and it’s so sweet and sincere and he looks so in awe and really sunghoon can’t help but blush and stutter out a 

“o-oh, thank y-you!”

he continues with his practice and snapback boy watches the whole time, and everytime he finishes a routine the guy shoots sunghoon a smile so wide and genuine that sunghoon thinks he hasn’t stopped blushing since he started practicing. 

anyway his practice time finishes soon enough, and as hes finishing up his last set the hockey team walks in. 

Sunghoon’s friends Jay, Nicholas and Euijoo (affectionately known as EJ) are there and they wave at him as he finishes his last set, then they go and stand next to hot snapback boy, before dragging the guy with them to where Sunghoon is getting off the ice

“sunghoon my buddy my pal” jay sings, “looking as beautiful out there as ever, so graceful, like a princess” (his words are as teasing as they always are, sunghoon hates him with every fibre of his being)

“haha” he says sarcasticly before jay envelopes him in one of his bigass hugs, the guy’s promptly followed by Euijoo (who’s taller than both of them and squished them both). Nicholas just high-fives him and then gestures at hot snapback boy

 “ah sunghoon-ah, you haven’t met jake before have you?”

he points at hot snapback boy and sunghoon shakes his head - no, he has not seen this guy before, even if he was just blushing like a 12 year old girl because of him.

“This is jake, he’s an exchange student from Australia,” jay says, “he’s also the newest member of the hockey team - plus like 4 girls have asked him out already, it’s probably cos he’s a foreigner.”

(“Jay, you’re a foreigner too.” “Shut up, EJ!”)

Hot snapback boy Jake smiles at him, “yeah we kinda spoke a bit,” he says, “we didn’t get a chance to introduce ourselves but I watched him practice just now!”

Sunghoon nods, “uh yeah,” he says awkwardly, “hot- i mean, jake got here early cos he didn’t set his clock right.”

(jay snorts at that, “again?” he says - jake looks bashful)

 (sunghoon thinks its cute) 

“Anyway nice to properly meet you,” jake says holding out a hand, “you looked really really pretty out there- uh great! I mean, you looked really really great out there!”

“t-thank you!”

(sunghoon tries his best to push down the rush of heat to his cheeks but jay’s giving him that look and he knows it isn’t working)

he says goodbye to his friends, bows a little to jake and then sits on the steps, taking off his skates as the hockey team get onto the pitch. They start a warm up game and woah, hot snapback guys is good

sunghoon usually sticks around for hockey practice anyway, grabbing food with some of them after they’re done, so he watches.

halfway through practice jake shoots a goal (is that what they’re called in ice-hockey, sunghoon really has no idea, he doesn’t really pay attention when he watches his friends games)

the goal is smooth and all, sunghoon can tell by the appreciative hum the teams captain Heeseung lets out

Only then jake catches his eye and the guy winks at him

he

fucking

winks

sunghoon’s whole face is on fire, and he can tell that jake’s flustered too because his face also takes on a particularly firey shade of red almost as if he can’t believe he just did that

sunghoon can’t believe he just did that

jake shoots him an incredibly panicked smile before the puck comes hurtling in his direction and he goes back to the game

(jay catches all of this, he’s giving sunghoon that look again)