#god it’s embarrassing how crushed i am by this but. i figured i should be honest i mean a rather large percentage of my blog was

[luminouslotuses]

i tried writing out and planning a post but i couldn’t. i can’t fully articulate my feelings right now but i’ll try!! i’m so happy jaiden decided to quit once she realized that qsmp was too much. the last thing i would’ve wanted her to do was to continue while being burnt out, overwhelmed or unhappy. i’m so so excited for what she has in store for the future and i know she’ll be fucking amazing at whatever she wants to do.

but. Yeah. i’m devastated. i’m not good at putting things into words on the spot like this but jaiden and her qsmp character meant so much to me. i loved her interactions with others on the server, her lore/rp moments, and hell even the chill streams when she was simply just building and talking to chat. i’m gonna miss her dynamics with so many of the members, roier, baghera, cellbit, foolish, mouse, just to name a few. even though it’s over for her, their friendships are all legitimately so beautiful and i hope they stay in touch with one another. (i’m sure they will. this is qsmp they care about one another on a level so deep i can’t put it into words)

and i’m gonna be transparent for a moment– when jaiden took a break from qsmp, i also kind of.. began drifting away, a little bit? not completely of course. i can’t find it in myself to do that lmaoo i’m in too deep at this point and i adore this server. but now that she’s gone i feel. a little lost and unsure of what to do. i’m not going anywhere, that’s for sure. i think i just need to eventually adjust and fully come to terms with the fact that. jaiden’s not coming back. typing that out feels surreal wow but yeah, i’m gonna miss her on the qsmp. so fucking much. o7 qjaiden

[jaylaxies]

Listen I am all about enha w a corruption kinks, BUT imagine their girlfriends w a corruption kink,, they get off on ruining their innocent pretty boyfriends

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heeseung as the sweet and pretty nerd who knows nothing about sex, simply because he’s never even bothered trying to be with someone until you came into the picture and changed his views about life. now, he has got the fattest crush on you and you love to ruin him, taking all his firsts and turning him into a sex crazed guy who can’t live without having his dick in your cunt every single day, he needs it to stay sane throughout the day.

jay as your best friend who needed a confidence boost to not appear like a loser right before starting university, so he sees help from you to teach him how to please a girl through and through, for which you offer your body to him, teaching him how to kiss, how to caress and suck on your tits, his shy expression turning you on even more than it should, and he’d be extra excited to have his lips on your wet folds, fucking your cunt with his fingers before you teach him how to use his pretty and thick cock.

jake as the only guy in his group to be a virgin, which doesn’t go well with his reputation of being popular, which is why he keeps on rejecting all the girls which come his way, until one day he sees you at a party, him being drunk yet sane to some extent but it’s as if your pull is magnetic, he finds himself locked in a room with you, kissing you as if he knows what he’s doing, but he stops and whines about not knowing shit, disappointed because he really wants to show you how good he can be in bed. so, you simply offer him to teach cause you’ll be getting that thick, veiny cock and his plump lips on your cunt in exchange.

sunghoon as the most cocky and infuriating guy you’ve ever met and he’s known to be a sex god, which definitely isn’t the case. why? because he’s a virgin. you discovered it mid-argument with the very same guy as you dared him to actually shut you up, which he couldn’t. rather, blushed out of embarrassment and you smirked, saying that you might just leak this information, which caused him to submit in a second, begging you to not do it and teach him all he needs to know instead, which you do, seeing his pretty figure so eager to please and learn for you was almost enough for you to orgasm. but you took your sweet time to make sure he goes crazy over everything you teach him, turning him into an addict for your cunt.

[istoleyoursk1n]

Hello! I know I just requested something else, but I also have another request if you're up for it 🥰 How about all of the companies with a s/o who's really short and wears a lot of layers but it's later revealed that they're absolutely ripped and ridiculously muscular but nobody would have expected it? I think it'd be hilarious to see everyone go "Holy cow you could crush my head if you wanted to 😯"

Thank you so much again!!

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How would they react to a Tav who wears a lot of layers but is secretly ripped

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: ̗̀➛ ASTARION

“So you’re telling me the little garden gnome could have manhandled half of us if they wanted to? Gods. Am I to be thanking you for sparing me and my pretty skin unscathed all this time?”

Probably the one making fun of your height and holding things up above you so you couldn't reach them.

He didn't really see you as anything he should be threatened by so he figured he could get away with a lot.

Besides you never really tried to fight back most of the time so he found his own little source of entertainment with his playful little jabs at you.

Was very much startled when you shook those layers off to reveal your muscular frame, he didn't expect it at all. You didn't even look strong in his eyes, until now at least.

Suddenly he’s wondering why you haven't once tried to punch him in the face after the amount of times he's poked fun at you.

Do not punch his face though (0/10) would not recommend, he bites.

Questions why you even bother to hiding yourself in layers upon layers of clothing? Is it some sort of deceptive tactic he wasn't aware of? (It probably wasn't but he’s appalled that you’d even hide something like this).

Other than that, he's impressed. Who knew you were hiding your own raw strength behind layers of clothing? Quite the sight for sore eyes if he does say so himself.

Encourages you to show it off more often, who needs all those rags when you have such an impressive build?

: ̗̀➛ WYLL

“Hells, to think that behind all those rags was the body of a true warrior! Safe to say that I’ll never be doubting your abilities again.”

Truthfully found you rather adorable since you were considered the shortest among the rest of your travelling companions.

You seemed harmless enough, but, he never once believed that you were completely fragile because of it.

However, there were times when he’d often do tasks that you knew you were perfectly capable of handling yourself over the fact that he was unaware of your true strength.

There have been a lot of times when he jumped in front of you during battles, worried that you couldn't handle it yourself.

However, the shock that appeared on his face once all those layers were shaken off was priceless.

He might have been a little bit embarrassed as well seeing as how he might have underestimated you a tad bit which knew could be quite undermining on your end.

Immediately voices his initial surprise and how amazed he is that you seem to look as fit if not even more so than him.

You look amazing! And he wishes you could leave all the layers more often if it's something you are comfortable with of course.

You knew he was already quite fond of you but now wistful glances from him would come as often as possible in pure admiration of your raw strength. Safe to say he’d never be underestimating your capabilities again.

: ̗̀➛ GALE

“It seems that until now, I find myself learning new information about you… though, I must say, you possessing a rather athletically built figure wasn't one of them. Not to say I don’t appreciate the way you look.”

Wasn't quite sure why you were wearing that many layers of clothing. The weather was already relatively hot and still, you insisted on wearing such things.

I mean, as long as you are comfortable and happy with them he didn't seem all too bothered by it.

Found you endearing in his own way, seeing as he would often find himself craning his neck or having to bend his body to meet your eye level but it made it all the more amusing for him.

Similar to Wyll, he found himself underestimating your true abilities as you truly appeared harmless in his eyes. Sure, if you had to kill a goblin for your own survival you would but you didn't exactly give off brutish vibes.

Even so, that never made him find your company any less enjoyable.

Though, he was quite startled when your true form was revealed, and all those extra layers of clothing were taken off from you. He wasn't even sure if he was looking at the right person.

One moment you appeared as innocent and delicate as could be only for you to actually have the body of someone who's probably more physically capable than him.

You've probably given him another reason as to why he admires you all too much. The new look on you is a tad bit distracting for him and Gale can't manage to hide how smitten he is for the life of him.

If anything, now you’re all the more distracting to him, and it takes him a while to break out of that haze he's put himself in.

: ̗̀➛ KARLACH

“Fucking hell, all the things I could have known about you but I never thought it would be this! You’re absolutely ripped! A badass body for one of the coolest people I know.”

Was practically squealing from how adorable you looked, especially in comparison to her towering height. You were like a little puppy in her eyes.

She couldn't understand why you’d wear so many layers of clothing, it's not like it was cold, and she knew that if she were to try that herself she’d feel uncomfortable as all hell.

But she won't press on it, as long as you are okay with it then wear as much as you wish.

The moment she was able to touch you, she was off carrying you around. She had wanted to pick you up for the longest time but she didn't understand why you felt slightly heavier than she thought you would be.

Perhaps it's all the extra layers of clothing? Either way, she didn't care. As long as she got to mess around with her favorite travel companion then what the hell.

Freaked out the moment you actually revealed how ripped you are beneath all the rags. You were practically as muscular as her.

It only seemed to excite her more because now she's fawning over how amazing you look and what you did to make your body look like this.

You've only grown to be ten times more awesome in her eyes and to see you use your true strength makes her swoon. She couldn't have chosen a better companion to have alongside her.

Suddenly the extra weight she felt carrying you made a lot more sense. Not that she’ll ever complain. Even with the newfound information, she’ll never stop lifting you up in her arms for the fun of it.

: ̗̀➛ SHADOWHEART

“I suppose there's more to be known about you, isn't there? I was not expecting you to be as fit as you are but I can't say it isn't something I’d find myself grow tired of seeing.”

She didn't think much about the extra layers of clothing you wore other than it being for comfort or aesthetics. She's not one to care much for it.

You've been a helpful and valuable member of the group thus far, she saw no reason to underestimate you even in terms of strength.

It was rather amusing to have you around as a much shorter companion than her.

It wasn't something she ever mentioned or poked fun of but the coy little smile on her face revealed just how much she found the height difference amusing.

She was pleasantly surprised the moment you revealed just how muscular you truly are, even with her insight she never would have expected it.

Regardless, she's impressed with your stature, knowing that obtaining such a form would have taken a long time to have.

With or without all the layers, she still thinks you’re pleasing in her eyes, and whether you choose to use that undeniable strength is all up to you.

Though, she will take a moment to admire you while she can. She’d never force you to quit using layers of clothing but looking at you when you’re like this has its own appeal.

: ̗̀➛ LAE’ZEL

“Just when I thought we’d have to eliminate you for your lack of use. Chk, perhaps I was wrong about you, istik. Consider my blade unsheathed for now.”

Practically disregarded you at first. You seemed so weak in her eyes that she wasn't even sure what assistance you’d provide for her.

She finds the layers upon layers of clothing unnecessary and it isn't practical when charging into battle. She's told you to leave it multiple times to your dismay.

Unless you have done something to prove that you are fairly capable of handling your own battles, she's very blunt about how incapable you seem to her.

It's even worse if you’re short cause she just has more aspects of you to undermine you with.

She’ll come off as really mean but that's mostly due to how she was raised. She can easily spot disadvantages and she won't hesitate to point out each one, especially if you two aren't close.

Was genuinely shocked to see you without the layers and what your true strength truly holds. She would have taken all those demeaning words the moment you've proved yourself.

Besides, seeing you in your true glory probably woke something up in her.

She's infatuated by strong, powerful warriors and seems that you fit the bill.

You were everything she thought you weren't and she’d come to realize just how wrong about you she was. You could have probably even sparred against her if only she had given you the proper chance.

She’d come around to actually apologizing for her earlier jabs at you sooner or later but she truly has gained a newfound respect for you. You’ll never find her insulting you again.

: ̗̀➛ HALSIN

“You’re full of surprises, aren't you? Perhaps you never truly needed my protection, you've been blessed with a body that I’m certain nature itself worked tirelessly to perfect. However, I stand at your side in case you wish for any assistance.”

Thought nothing much of your extra layers of clothing. If anything it made you look all the more adorable in his eyes.

You could tell he was already enamored by you every time you had to look up to him to speak, the smile on his face never seemed to have disappeared.

He was probably extra protective of you under the assumption that you weren't as strong as the rest. Not that it was something he considered to be bad, but he wanted to make sure you wouldn't get hurt.

He’d end up doing most of the fighting for you, insisting that he's got it handled even though you knew you were capable of fighting the rest off yourself.

Regardless, it wasn't unpleasant to have Halsin come in to protect you despite your capabilities, it showed how much he cared.

He was startled when you showed your body beneath all the layers of clothing, even having to take a few seconds to stare as if he couldn't believe it.

This only seemed to make him all the more interested in you now that his eyes managed to catch a glimpse of the skin underneath all those rags, it was a sight that he would have imprinted into his mind.

Nevertheless, he will never underestimate you again but he’ll always be there in case you still wish for his protection. He could never say no to you.

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[ciakina]

The Man Outside My Door

Ben Hargreeves x Reader

In which Ben has a little crush on an ordinary and follows her around when he gets tired of Klaus.

This is pt.1

A/N: Two posts in one day😱 (Can you tell that I have nothing to do)

“You’re telling me you could see me this whole time!” Ben whispered, “I said so many things… I’ve done so many things..” he sunk into my couch. “Whoa benerio never knew you were so naughty” Klaus giggled keeping a bag of edibles from my reach. “Klaus I swear to god, I’m supposed to keep you sober!” I was hanging by his stick arms, not that good of support since I fell on my ass.

“Since when do you actually try” Klaus opened the bag putting one into his mouth, I jumped on his back. “Klaus open your mouth, this is disgusting my fingers should not be in your mouth oh my god” “Nuh uh lots of people would love to be in my mouth” his voice was muffled due to the countless edibles in his mouth.

When did he even get all of these in here!

“It doesn’t make sense how you can see me, and why did you not tell me..” He looked at us with disgust “You’re gonna wash your hands right that’s-“ I interrupted him “If you had a man following you around talking about his drugged up brother and picking his nose, you wouldn’t want to respond would you? Ow! Did you just bite me?!” I fell back. Into Ben. “Ha!” Klaus ran to the bathroom leaving me laying on top of Ben who’s supposed to be dead.

HOW AM I TOUCHING BEN.

“Hi” we said in unison “imma just get up-“ “yeah that’s a good idea mhm”

This is awkward. We both sat facing forward too embarrassed to remember his drug filled brother getting high in my bathroom. “How did you..” “idk.” It was so quiet you could hear the sounds of Klaus’s nose sniffing something in the bathroom. “WOOOOO” Klaus shouted as he busted the door open while shooting his fist into the air. He noticed our awkwardness “What’d I miss”

“She touched me.” Ben said quietly “Ouuu you dirty dogs-“ I threw a pillow at Klaus’s face “He means. I fell back into him when you were trying to eat my finger” I got up snatching the empty bag and throwing it into the garbage. “How can you touch Ben, he’s kinda you know” He did a neck slicing motion with his hand “I’m right here” Ben glared “Technically you aren’t” I hit Klaus’s arm. We need to figure out how I could see and touch Ben and how I could keep Klaus from overdosing. Klaus snapped his fingers “We could ask Five he knows everything” “Who’s five?”

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Five is a kid.

“Ben is dead.” Five walked away with an annoyed look on his face.

Sassy ass kid

“Ben is dead but I can also see him, so can she!” Klaus said pointing at me

Five stopped and sighed before turning around “You and your druggie girlfriend need to dunk your head in water then come back to me when you can see only one of me”

“Not my girlfriend!” “I’m not a druggie!” We said offended as he walked away from us “Let’s just go he’s not gonna help” Ben walked away with disappointment.

“Can’t believe he thought I was a druggie” I followed with my arms crossed. “I can’t believe he thought you were my girlfriend” Klaus replied, I stopped and glared “I’m sorry?” Klaus sighed and put his hand on my shoulder. “Apology accepted” He walked away.

I need a drink.

[mrsfrecklesmarauders]

Remus could feel how his heart was beating loudly. All the things he used to feel for Sirius were suddenly back. How he felt butterflies when he smiled. How he couldn't stop staring at him and how beautiful he was. How he felt goosebumps everytime Sirius’s fingers or palms rushed his skin. How he froze when his leg bumped into his casually. How his lips trembled with desire to kiss Sirius’s soft pinky ones.

Remus thought that after all this time he would be over his crush. He used to be a dumb kid back then. But all of it was back. As if no time had passed.

God, how much Remus had missed him.

"Bloody hell, Moony" Sirius smiled again. That gorgeous smile of his. "I missed how incredible you are"

Remus pretended that comment didn't make him scream inside his mind like a girl. Remus figured everything Sirius would tell him, he would believe him.

And that nickname. Remus used to love being his Moony back then. Now Sirius had casually used it again. As if it didn't affect Remus at all.

"Moony..." Remus chuckled "I haven't heard that in a while"

Sirius blushed. Oh my God, he blushed!

"Sorry, I won't call you that if it is ridiculous" Sirius was quick to justify himself "I guess it is just habit" and he played with his gorgeous hair.

"It's okay" Remus stopped him as he giggled "I like it. I've always liked Moony"

Sirius smiled.

"Besides if you'd used my name now, I will think you are angry or something"

Sirius let out a little laugh. Then he nodded.

Maybe it was the cold breeze or, as Remus wanted to believe, the fact that Sirius was nervous around him. But he shivered. So Remus scooped closer involuntarily.

Remus had lost track of time and space for the last couple of hours. And how could he not? Sirius’s school seemed like a fairytale. Remus felt something warm in his chest everytime he took a peek to the large castle in front of him. It was as if something told him he belonged there. But that was impossible.

Maybe it was that he had always felt like that with Sirius. He felt that Sirius was where he belonged. His home. It was a peaceful sensation.

Plus the weather was extra charming today. There were barely any clouds. And the sun was pleasantly warm against them. The place was beautiful. They were close to the lake and the water sound was relaxing Remus.

"Should I still call you, Mr. Starman?"

Remus grinned as he put his arm on the back of the bench, behind Sirius. He wanted to touch him. To run his fingers through his hair. But he seemed too far yet.

It was the first time he saw him in person after five years or not talking at all. Still it felt as always not awkward at all.

Sirius laughed as he laid back and Remus felt the warmth of his neck against his arm. His soft hair rushing his skin. Sirius smelled so great.

If Sirius minded the arm around his shoulders he didn't say so. In fact he leaned into Remus. And the latter shivered.

"Now that's a ridiculous nickname" Sirius commented "Not like Moony, though. That was genius"

Remus didn't use his nickname for Sirius as much as Sirius used the one for him. Sirius was a cool and beautiful name.

"I use another now"

"Another nickname?" Remus asked amused.

It was one thing to use nicknames as children. But they were sixteen now.

Sirius smiled embarrassed "James's invention. We thought it would be the coolest thing to be part of a gang and have nicknames at twelve"

Remus thought about Fen and the boys. They practically renamed themselves with their nicknames and never used the real ones. Maybe it wasn't that uncommon or ridiculous.

"What's yours?"

Sirius bit his lip.

"Promise not to laugh?"

"Alright" Remus was so happy right now.

"Padfoot"

Remus considered he had heard worse things. Although he snorted unconsciously.

"I told you not to laugh, Moony!"

"I am not laughing" It was clear he wanted to laugh.

"You liar, you said you wouldn't!" Sirius protested as he started tickling him.

And Remus couldn't help it anymore. He started laughing now.

"I'm sorry.... I'm sorry..." he said between fits of laughter.

"You little bastard!" Sirius whined but continued tickling him.

They laughed and goofed around until there was a moment of silence between them. Remus was smiling widely. How could he spend so many years without him?

He wanted to tell Sirius how much he loved him back then. How much he still loved him now, despite the time apart and how much they had grown. And he wanted to tell him how glad and happy he was that Sirius existed and that he was finally back into his life.

It felt like fresh air finally going through his lungs after five years of breathing polluted and intoxicated air.

Sirius owned his heart, his life, his everything. It had been that way since the day he met him. And it would probably be the same until he died.

As they stared into each other's eyes, Remus thought about the first kiss he had wanted with Sirius back then. And even if he had kissed someone and probably Sirius as well, Remus wanted it to happen now. The desire for Sirius was stronger now that he was a teenager full of hormones.

Remus felt naked as Sirius’s gray eyes scanned him. He noticed some sort of spark in them that gave Remus hope. The moment was intense and deep but they were so comfortable around each other. They were leaning against each other like magnets. Slowly pushing their way towards each other.

The shy touches. Like Sirius’s hand squeezing Remus's shoulder. And Remus drawing a happy face on Sirius’s thigh with his finger. Then Sirius playing with Remus's wristbands. Then Remus's fingers timidly trying to reach and play with Sirius’s hair.

'I love you' Remus wanted to say 'I need you in my life forever. I can't believe I ever lived this time without you'.

Remus didn't say that. He was finding the courage. Would it be weird for Remus to be that intense too soon? When they were kids it was easier to say 'I like you', 'You're my best friend in the world', just within days of knowing each other. But it might be odd now.

Remus didn't want to do anything stupid to lose Sirius again.

"Hey, Sirius?"

Remus was already playing with one of Sirius’s locks of hair, the latter with eyes closed as he enjoyed the gesture. The whole thing was sending shivers down his spine.

"Mmm?"

Before Remus could say anything, there was a yelling near them. They called for Sirius’s name.

"SIRIUS! HEY SIRIUS!!"

Sirius opened his eyes immediately, like waking up from a trance. They both turned to look.

Walking towards them, in a very quick pace, was a girl around their age. Probably a student who knew Sirius. She was pretty. Kind of tall. With honey blond hair tucked up in a ponytail. She had green eyes and a few freckles around her nose. She was also wearing a simple pink tee with ripped jeans, a denim jacket and some white tennis.

Even with those sporty clothes and very little makeup, she looked great. She was just good looking.

And apparently Sirius knew her as well because he pulled away from Remus's touch and jumped to his feet.

"Oh hey baby" Sirius told the girl as she finally approached them. He adjusted his clothes as if he had been doing something indecent.

The girl might have thought so as well because she looked furious.

"Do you know what phones are for, you twat?" she snapped "I've been calling you all day"

Sirius looked down to his pocket.

"Oh my battery died. I think"

Lie. Sirius had used it just some minutes ago to show Remus some pictures of his friends.

"Where were you all day?" the girl continued complaining "I thought we were hanging out today. I asked your friends and they weren't very explicit with their answers"

Remus noticed she almost rolled her eyes. But she was being patient.

Sirius almost laughed.

"I... I... Amm.... I've been here with Remus" Sirius pointed at him and Remus blushed when the girl's green eyes noticed him for the first time.

"Oh hey" she said with embarrassment.

"Hey" Remus answered raising to his feet awkwardly.

"Didn't I tell you?"

"No!"

"Well, I am sure I told James"

The girl crossed her arms.

"Your dumb friends started to cover for you, very poorly I might add, and it sounded as if you were cheating on me or something"

Wait. Cheating on her? As in...

Sirius let out a chuckle.

"Oh please Jules" he said dramatically "Do you honestly think I am capable of that? You are my one and only!"

And Remus was not blind to see how Sirius's eyes flickered towards him.

The girl, Jules?, almost smiled but contained herself.

"You stood me up"

"I didn't!" Sirius pouted.

"You said we will come to Hogsmeade together today remember?" Jules hid a smile.

"I said this weekend, not specifically today" Sirius shrugged "Plus, Moony came to visit me" he added squeezing Remus's chin "How can I say no to this face, Jules. Look at him!"

Jules raised an eyebrow.

"Excuse my boyfriend for his manners" she said to Remus with a smile.

Remus ignored the sudden pain in his chest when she said 'boyfriend' and smiled back.

"It's okay"

"Care to introduce us?"

Sirius looked between the two of them, with flustered cheeks.

"Oh right!" Although he acted as cool as possible.

Suddenly Remus wanted to run away.

"Moony... This is my gorgeous girlfriend Julie who is definitely not angry with me because she knows how much I love her..."

Julie made a face but she seemed happy. Remus was trying not to seem like he was dying on the inside.

"Julie," Sirius turned to Remus and gave him such a beautiful smile that made Remus's heart jump "This is my Moony... One of my best friends in this whole world and a very special person to me..."

Remus was out of breath. What was that?

He ignored the thunder inside his stomach and turned to Julie offering his hand.

"I'm Remus, actually"

"Julie" she took his hand and Remus noticed her skin was too soft.

"Moony is just a dumb nickname he gave me, sorry"

Sirius laughed.

"You said you liked it a few minutes ago..."

Remus twisted his mouth.

"I actually think it is ridiculous"

"Freaking liar!"

"Better than Padfoot, ha?"

Sirius sneered and bit his lip.

"We used to be best friends as kids" Remus explained to Julie feeling that maybe she might need some explanation.

"We used to play together" Sirius added. "Pirates and stuff" he smiled at Remus in complicity.

"That's adorable" Julie said happily "I don't speak with any of my childhood friends anymore" she added then looked at Remus "Do you go to Hogwarts? I don't recall seeing you"

"No" Remus snorted "I just came to see Sirius for a bit"

"Julie banooley!" Sirius whined as he walked towards her and put an arm around her. The way she looked so happy and proud to be between Sirius’s arm was ridiculously painful. It was obvious that she liked him a lot if not love him. Remus knew it because he would also be that happy to be dating Sirius.

"Convince Remus to come to Hogwarts next term" Sirius moaned "When you're gone, I'm going to be so alone without my girlfriend" then kissed her cheek.

"It's not a joke, Sirius" Julie said under her breath.

Remus faked a smile.

"You are not coming back next term?" he asked the girl.

"Oh, this is actually my last year" she explained "If everything goes as I planned, I will be at Cambridge next fall"

So Sirius was dating an older girl. Wow. Remus didn't know if that was more painful or not.

"Oh! That sounds cool" Remus replied.

"That is if I get the scholarship" Julie bit his lip.

"My girl is a smart one" Sirius added pulling her closer. Remus wanted to vomit.

"You should apply here, Remus" Julie said "And keep an eye on this asshole for me" she also squeezed Sirius’s chin. They boy blushed under her touch "Sometimes it seems like his group of friends need babysitting"

"Rude"

Remus faked a giggle.

"But I would let Moony babysit me"

What was that supposed to mean?

"Amm... I would love to study in a place like this but I cannot afford it"

"Apply for a scholarship" Julie answered "How else would you think I would be able to attend to this school?" she laughed at her own comment.

The worst part was that Remus couldn't hate her. She was actually pretty cool and nice. And she looked so well next to Sirius, even if she was older. They were both pretty.

Remus looked at Sirius who gave him a little sweet smile.

"I'll think about it"

Sirius was still looking at him as if he could convince him with his eyes. Maybe he could actually. So Remus looked away.

"Right" Julie announced "I will go back to my study group then" she sighed "If you think your GCSE's are hard, wait for your A levels"

"Thank you for giving me hope in the future" Remus replied sarcastically.

Julie laughed at that.

"It was nice meeting you, Remus"

Remus thought how much he wished she was awful, or annoying, or plain stupid. But of course, this was exactly the type of girl that Sirius would date. No one else. No one less.

Remus had been stupid to hope.

"Nice meeting you as well"

Julie gave him a sweet smile then turned to Sirius.

"And you..." she said squeezing his cheeks "My sweet but dumb darling, please pick up next time I try to call you"

The way Sirius looked at her, made Remus sick. Sirius actually fancied her.

"Yes ma'am"

Julie groaned and pulled Sirius in for a brief kiss. The second their lips touched, Remus looked away.

Remus's eyes stank as they stared at the shinny water on the lake. He tried to ignore the kissing noises and some giggles in the background. He only turned back to look when Julie said: "Bye Remus. See you around"

Remus just waived before it was painful to speak just yet.

"Love you" she told Sirius to which he responded with just a wink.

As Julie walked away, Remus saw how Sirius grinned to her back as a mischievous child trying to act innocent. And when she was out of reach, Sirius let out some breath.

"Sorry about that, Moons" Sirius told him as he turned to him and smiled.

Remus just wanted to cry. Mostly because he felt stupid. It was not Sirius’s fault. It was not Julie's fault. It was just his stupid heart that couldn't stop craving for Sirius.

"You didn't tell me you had a girlfriend" it would had been less painful to know it in advance and Remus could have avoided many touches and gestures between them. Maybe the low-key flirting? Fucking hell.

"Oh" Sirius seemed surprised "Didn't I mention her?"

Remus just shook his head.

"It's not that important"

"I think you being in a relationship is a very important thing to say, Sirius"

Remus sounded angrier than he intended and he didn't want to show he wasn't cool with all of this. They were just friends. Going back to friends actually.

So then he added a weird chuckle.

"How long have you been dating her?"

Sirius shrugged "A couple of months ago?"

"Wow" Remus sniffed, always keeping the fake smile "And she is older?"

Sirius smiled embarrassed "I guess, yeah. Mature women are better and all"

"Ah..." Remus sounded like a death animal so he cleared his throat. "What happened to the boy who said that he would never have a girlfriend or worse get married?"

Sirius smirked at that.

"I was ten when I said that!" he giggled.

Remus smiled. Just because Julie didn't met that wonderful ten year old boy and never would. Remus had that privilege.

"Look Moons" Sirius shrugged again "We're probably breaking up anyway"

Remus blinked in surprise. He thought about how in love that girl seemed of Sirius. Maybe it was not reciprocated "What? Why?"

"She is going to Uni in a couple of months and it won't longer work. She will probably meet older blokes there..." Sirius said as he kicked the ground "Plus, I am sixteen" he grinned "I am too young yet, I need to date as much girls as possible"

God, this was surely going to hurt. Remus didn't know if he was ready. This was new to him.

"What happened to you? You've changed!"

Remus said is as a joke even though he was dying inside.

And it worked because Sirius laughed.

"What about you, Moony?" he asked "Have someone special? As I recall you used to be obsessed with dumb romance novels"

Remus thought about his crush on Grant. And his stupid undying love for Sirius. That was it.

"No!" he lied with a smile "Like you said, I live romance only through novels"

"Right" Sirius replied with suspicious eyes.

Remus needed to change the subject now.

"I should probably go"

Sirius immediately pouted.

"What? Why? You just got here!"

Remus giggled "We've been chatting for almost three hours, Sirius" he said "I should go back to London before it gets dark and my dad starts to worry"

Sirius seemed sad. But he didn't question it.

"Fine" he sighed "I'll walk you to the train station"

Remus smiled "OK, thanks"

He would have the most time possible with Sirius.

As they started walking, Sirius asked.

"Tell me you will at least consider coming here next term" he said with puppy eyes "It will be amazing with you. The Marauders and you in one place? Jackpot!"

Remus blushed. He really loved Sirius. He really loved his world and how much he loved his friends. It must've been nice to have that life.

"I promise I will consider it"

Sirius grinned and let out a little excitement yell.

"Great" he kissed his head as Remus laughed "Love you, Moony"

Remus was sure it was not the same way he loved him. Probably would never be. Not as long they were Julies or other girls around. And how could they not be? Sirius was gorgeous, he probably had a lot of prospects already. But still Remus said:

"Love you too"

[prefect-of-memes]

Reader in their late 20s that looks like they are 18, sent to Twisted Wonderland.

All Character Reactions (short):

*Gn Reader*

Heartslabyul:

Ace: Huhhh?? You’re as old as Crewel??? (Calls you grandma/grandpa from then on)

Deuce: M-ma’am/S-sir? Reader!? I mean Ma’am/Sir! I apologize for the disrespect! (Our boy is literally traumatized)

Cater: Yooooo! Nobody is gonna believe this! (Always wants to take pictures with you for Magicam)

Trey: Well I figured you seemed mature for your appearance, but it makes sense now. (Will bake you things and treats you with more respect)

Riddle: H-how!?? Why are attending our school at your age? Is that even legal? (Red faced. Calms down after a while and begins to put together a study plan for you so you can get ahead in your studies. Is way more respectful now)

Savanaclaw:

Ruggie: (ears flattened and shocked face) What?? Wait…you must be able to purchase good food if you’re that old. Can I come with you, senpai? Shesheeeesheee (laughs)

Leona: What’s the big deal? (Sigh) You’re all a bunch of empty-headed herbivores if you didn’t realize that when you first met them. (Yawns) Now leave me alone, you’re disrupting my nap.

Jack: (shocked face) Oh..uh..sorry for not realizing. If I offended you in any way, I’m sorry. (Rubs back of neck embarrassed) If you need anything, let me know, I’ll do my best to help.

Octavinelle:

Floyd: Wahhhhh Senpai~ (eyes sparkling and smiling) How are you so small but so old? Let’s play together! (Treats you the same, but teases you more by calling you Shrimpy Senpai and such)

Jade: My my~ to think we had such ripened wisdom among our classmates. Say, since you can drink, would you like to try this new potential menu item? It is alcoholic in nature fufufu. (Don’t try it, it’s laced. Jade tries to get you to sample legal-aged drink items and finds it amusing how you look so young and small despite your age)

Azul: How inspiring! (Fake) Would you be interested in a partnership or working at the lounge? It would be a wonderful opportunity for m-I mean you! (Surely you will need some work experience in this world considering your age and is interested in serving alcoholic drinks now that he has someone old enough to survey them)

Scarabia

Kalim: That’s so cool! You must come from an amazingly well-off family to look as young as you do! Let’s celebrate! I’ll even bring out the expensive wines that my family sent since you can drink. It’s going to be a lot of fun senpai! (Is always trying to have parties with you and get praised by you)

Jamil: Huh? (Horrified face) How can you be so irresponsible in not telling people your age? And what? You can’t cook? At your age??? (Absolutely floored that you can’t cook and takes it upon himself to teach your incompetent self, but is more so embarrassed and disappointed because he had a slight crush on you due to your maturity)

Pomefiore:

Vil: (sighs/slightly annoyed) Pota-no..miss/mr reader, what is your skincare routine? We should have tea sometime together. I’m interested in how you stay so young looking, but wait your back aches and everything hurts? (Absolutely unacceptable! Will force you to do yoga and workout with him to loosen up your body. He will also ensure you are eating correctly to maintain your youthful appearance. Takes on your development as a beautiful being like he does with Epel since your beauty is something to be preserved despite him being envious)

Rook: Merveilleux! Incroyable! Beau! Beauty and youth such as yours is surely god’s gift to the world! A wonder are your large sparkling eyes, soft skin, and shiny hair! Ah~ I am blessed to be able to be in your presence! (Secretly stalks you from afar as your contrary appearance to your age has piqued his interest. May or may not have a photo album of candid shots of your day to day activities)

Epel: What in the tarnation?? I thought of ya as my wheel-horse reader! I- (glare from Vil) I-I mean, I thought we were friends! How are you so old? You’re Crewel’s age..like you could be a teacher! (Awkward for a few weeks, but slowly starts to treat you like he did before)

Ignihyde:

Ortho: I thought that was obvious? (Shocked nobody knew) I scan everyone when I first meet them, but I thought maybe everyone already knew you know? (Giggles)

Idia: W-w-what?!?! (Turns even more pale, sweats, hair pink, the whole shebang) How am I supposed to deal with this?! Normies are one thing, but an unaging god/goddess in my midst?? 💀 That’s like the final boss! I’m not equipped with the right stats for that! (Scurries off to room to cope)

Diasomnia:

Malleus: Oya? What an interesting development. Child of man, it’s almost as if you resemble Lilia in that way. (chuckles) You are still a child by my standards, but less so of one. Let us go for a walk. I am interested in hearing your explanation for your appearance (happy dragon boy, knowing that you are closer in age made him all the more interested in pursuing a relationship with you)

Lilia: Keeheehee, is the game over little one? It seems everyone figured it out. It’s a pity, but I did enjoy watching to see if anyone would discover your secret. Oh dear, well now I’ll have to find some new form of entertainment. Perhaps we can do something together? Have you ever played an RPG before? Don’t be shy now darling, if I can play it at my age so can you~

Silver: (sleepy) You said you are how old? (Wide awake now) I’m terribly sorry for the disrespect I showed you. Please forgive my impertinence. I need more training to recognize these things it seems. (Bows and still talks to you, but treats you like he treats Lilia, as a superior and parental-like figure)

Sebek: (insert Lemongrab gif) UNACCEPTABLEEEE! HUMAN! DID YOU BELIEVE YOU COULD GET CLOSER TO WAKASAMA WITH YOUR YOUTHFUL APPEARANCE TO GET HIS GUARD DOWN?? HOW DARE YOU DECEIVE HIM?! (Full on yelling mode) Hmph! You say you look like that and it’s not your fault? (Still upset, but more pouty) I don’t yet trust you human, as I didn’t before. But know I will keep my eye on you. I will not be made a fool of. (Pouty crocodile boy because he never noticed)

Staff:

Crowley: How is this possible? The dark mirror should have an age-limit on it?? You should be expelled or put to work, but seeing as I am generous, I will allow you to stay on campus and still attend classes with Grim. (Internally sweating and not wanting the secret to leak to the press or *gasp* the police)

Crewel: Pu-! *clears throat* Reader, even if you are to remain a student, don’t think I will go easy on you or assign you any less work just because of your age. (Treats you with more respect than the other students and tutors you to help you catch up and get ahead of your peers, becomes friends with you over time)

Vargas: Ha! You have the spirit of youth in you! Let’s exercise to keep our bodies limber and no running away, the pain means you need to work out harder! (Treats you like a buddy, but doesn’t allow you to skip classes even if you are feeling like a stiff old person)

Sam: Hey there imp! I guess I can’t call you little anymore, ha! Anything you need, I’ve got it for you. I can also offer you a job if you want to make some real green~ (Treats you like an adult and is happy to bargain with you)

Ramshackle:

Grim: Mragh! (Shocked) Henchman, you should’ve told me you were that old! Well, it doesn’t matter really. It just means we can get more respect! I, The Great and Powerful Grim should show off my amazingness! Come on henchman, let’s go find those two morons! (Smiles mischievously)

My first sort of story post. 😅 I’m in my late 20s myself, so it’s sort of self-fulfilling, this post, but it was fun to make. If I ever make an OC, this will likely be one of the things about them; that they are older than the students, but look young. ☺️

[wasawattpadkid]

Idk really how to ask for a request but could you maybe do a randy × reader at some point. Fluff, Smut idc i just love him and theres not enough fics of this man

There really isn't enough fanfiction for that boy so I'm happy to help! Hope you like it 💕

Be Kind, Rewind

Pairing: Randy Meeks x reader

Warnings: none just fluff

"Back again I see," Randy said happy to see your face. You pursed your lips handing him your tape. "Did you remember to rewind it this time?" You huffed leaning on the counter. "Yes, smartass." He smiled setting the tape on the return cart. "Well don't keep me waiting." Randy had been waiting all weekend for you to come back to give him a review on his movie. "I hate to say it but you missed with this one."

"What! Prom night is a classic." His voice was loud making the store look at the both of you. "Sorry." You mouthed to the people around you getting embarrassed by the man. "It was a total Carrie rip-off. I like Jamie Lee Curtis as much as the next person but that movie blew." Randy plugged his ears walking around the store humming so he couldn't hear you. It was a childish move. You laughed following him around. "I can't believe this right now. I thought we were friends." Randy was dramatic and only part of it was acting.

"We are! What'd you think about the movie I gave you?" Hearing that he stopped in his tracks turning to face you. "Career Opportunities really?" The tone of his voice let you know that for the 6th time in a row, your hints went right over his head. You sighed as Randy prepared himself for a rant. "I don't understand how you can watch that crap. It's not realistic. A nerdy loser never has pretty girls pining over them. It's just a trope in romantic comedies to get men hopeful that some babe would ever like them back."

You pursed your lips with a nod. "Guess that means I'm not pretty." Randy grabbed a handful of returns putting them back where they belonged. "You're beautiful I've told you that. Why would you say something like that?" You could laugh at how oblivious he was. Sometimes you wish you were some cheesy horror babe in a movie so he'd actually understand you for once.

"You said, "nerdy losers never have pretty girls crushing on them." So that must mean I'm not pretty." Randy's brain malfunctioned as he replayed your entire conversation. He didn't understand what you were getting at.

"Randy you geek, I like you. God, do I have to spell it?" The poor boy froze as a woman walked up behind him. "Excuse me sir do you know where the Clint Eastwood movies are?" Randy didn't respond. "Um, they should be over in the western section." You walked the old woman over to the aisle. "You like me?" Randy shouted causing the whole video store to go silent. Every customer in there looked at the crazed teenager. "Here you go, ma'am." You ignored Randy pointing towards the movies.

Your friend ran over to you not paying attention to the newfound attention. "Thank you, sweetie." She replied quickly getting away from Randy. "You like me like a brother right? I've gotten that a lot over the years." You shook your head letting him figure the rest out on his own. "A cousin then? Maybe even a step-sibling?"

The questions made your nose crinkle. "Ew no." Randy still needed to narrow it down. "You like me like a best friend then?"

"Are you brain dead? She has a crush on you." A random customer chimed in annoyed with the boy. You laughed at the bystander. Randy just stood there bewildered. "Wait so I'm a nerdy loser?" Confusion washed over your features. "You said that I said, "nerdy losers never have pretty girls pining over them." So what I'm some nerdy loser?"

"Do you seriously want me to answer that Prom Night?" Randy gestured with his hands as he spoke. "It's a classic ask anybody!" You simply squinted saying everything you needed to with your eyes. "Okay maybe I am a nerdy loser but what does that make you for liking me?"

"According to you, it makes me ugly." You laughed setting the poor boy up for failure. "N-now that's not what I meant. I didn't know you liked me when I said that." Your hand covered your chest. "Does that make me the exception then?" In movies, there were rarely exceptions to the rules. They were plain and simple. In romance movies, the ugly chick never gets the hot guy. The exception is if she has a makeover that removes her glasses and straightens her hair. In horror movies, there can only be a final girl if she's a virgin. The exception in that scenario is if the movie has laid out basic rules just to show the audience they can break them.

In this case, however, he could make an exception to make an exception. "I'm not sure. It makes me the luckiest nerdiest loser ever I know that much." You leaned forward pressing a quick kiss against his lips. His eyes grew wide as you pulled away. "You're going to kill me aren't you?" He said breathlessly.

The bell on the desk rang grabbing Randy's attention. He walked over helping the customer with their tapes. "Do you want me to kill you?" You asked with a laugh not worried about the customer overhearing your conversation. "I would say I have so much to live for but your just about all I have so it's up to you." The guy at the desk rolled his eyes as he grabbed his things. "I think that's romantic." You walked away from the desk making Randy follow you.

"Are you being serious about liking me?" Unfortunately, Randy has been played before. Stood up just for others' entertainment. You two had been friends since you were kids and he didn't expect you to be that way. That being said the alternative made less sense. "I literally just kissed you." Randy thought about that for a second. "Can you do it again just so I can make sure?" It was a pathetic attempt at being smooth but Randy made it work. You cupped his face in your hands taking your time to kiss him. His eyes closed focusing on your lips.

"Randy!" His boss barked making the two of you jump. "Don't make me fire your ass again. I don't pay you to make out with customers." You smiled at the man earning a dirty look in return. "Y-yes Sir." He stuttered out in fear.

"We can talk about this later if you want?" Randy shook his head. "I get off at seven could I pick you up at eight?" Neither of you had discussed what movies you'd watch. "I don't have any new movies at my place." Usually when the two of you hung out you'd force each other to watch movies you both picked out. "I was thinking dinner." He said almost nervous. You could tell him a million times you liked him and he would never believe it fully. You were way out of his league.

The idea of a date made butterflies hit the walls of your stomach. "I'd like that but we're seeing the new Robin Williams movie afterward. You pay for tickets I'll pay for snacks." Normally he'd argue about your choice in movies but this time he was over the moon. The bell rang once again making Randy regretfully walk away. You followed him walking in front of the counter. "I'll see you at eight for our date." It was adorable seeing the way he lit up at the word "date."

"I'll see you then Y/n."

[cheeseyberg]

Eddie's POV

Part 5 Part 4 Part 3 Part 2 Part 1

Max is still laughing to herself as Eddie pulls himself together and climbs in the van. Was he hallucinating, had he dropped acid that morning and forgotten? Maybe there really was some kind of gas leak in Hawkins? Maybe like a reverse Vecna situation where he's seeing the opposite of his worst memories?

"OW, what the hell?!" Eddie yells and slams himself back against the driver's side door to get away from Max, who is already reaching out to pinch him a second time.

"You're babbling about Vecna and gas leaks, figured you needed someone to pinch you." Max shrugs like her go to answer isn't always physical violence and chaos. "You're not hallucinating or dreaming, I too witnessed Mama Steve confirming your date."

"Ew, don't call him that." Eddie pulls the van out of the parking lot and points it towards home. "Seriously though, what just happened? I started this day with a very specific plan to find out if Steve and Nancy were back together," Eddie gives Max just a little side-eye when she snorts at this. "-and the next thing I register he's confirming a date. Did I black out and ask him on a date? Did he ask me on a date? I don't even remember who suggested it."

"We're all seriously underestimating that man," Max mutters under her breath. "Does it matter, isn't this what the end goal was anyway? You have a date that will hopefully put a stop to your stupidly embarrassing crush on Steve Harrington."

Indignant as ever Eddie jerks the wheel to the right, narrowly avoiding the curb and then rights the van. "How do you know about that?! I'm very subtle! And you're one to talk, don't think I haven't heard Dustin teasing Lucas about you ogling Steve's chest hair when we were out on Lover's Lake. You're basically a peeping tom!"

"This isn't about me. Your crush on Steve is more obvious than Will's pining after Mike," now it's Max's turn to side-eye the scoff that comes at this. "-and you somehow enlisted the most obvious member of the group to help you. Seriously, I love Robin but she has no subtlety. You should have seen her floundering in there. Steve sussed her out immediately. You're lucky I was there to help wingman you."

"Oh is that what we're calling meddling now?"

"You got a date, didn't you?? Some thanks would be nice."

Eddie pulls the van into his spot in front of the trailer and thunks his head against the steering wheel, "oh my god, I have a date with Steve Harrington, King Steve, monster slayer Steve, Steve 'the hair' Harrington…"

"And he has a date with Eddie 'the freak' Munson. So, are you going to live up to that particular name or are you going to get your shit together and woo him?"

"How am I supposed to do that? He was the lady killer in high school, all the girls, and not a few guys, wanted to date him. What do I know about wooing a guy like that?"

Max opens her door and hops out, "Come on Munson, you're overthinking this. Come inside and we'll figure it out."

Eddie climbs out of the van and grabs a discarded notebook from the back before following Max into her trailer. Max grabs two sodas from the fridge and sets one down in front of Eddie, where he has settled on the couch before she sinks down on the opposite end.

"I'm serious when I say you're overthinking it. You know Steve. Not King Steve, not Steve 'the hair' Harrington, just normal dorky, mother hen Steve. You've been hanging out for months, you know him well enough to have a crush on him so this should be easy. You know what he likes, what he doesn't, what annoys him."

"Until an hour ago I was sure that Nancy Wheeler was what he liked."

"Yea sure, but you only thought that for what, 12 hours. Did you think it before you saw them hugging yesterday?"

"No," Eddie admits softly. "I had started to suspect he might like me actually, that's why I was so surprised to see it."

"So, what else do you know he likes, use what you know. He's just Steve, he's very forgiving even if you don't get it right."

"Don't tell Dustin, but you might be the smartest kiddo. Thanks Red." Eddie gives her a small smile and visibly relaxes. She's right of course. He does know Steve; knows he likes the kids and knows he likes to pretend he doesn't. Knows he loves watching them act like kids because he thinks they have had to grow up too fast. Knows his friendships are so important to him because he's not used to people liking who he really is and sticking around. Steve like consistency, he likes predictability, and he likes Eddie. So yes, Eddie can work with that and as he remembers all the things he knows about Steve he truly relaxes because he knows Steve wouldn't like anything too big or over the top. Now he's got real plans to make.

He gets up to head out to his home across the way and is halfway towards the door when Max calls after him, "Hey can you toss me the walkie by the door?"

He grabs it and tosses it so it lands on the cushion next to her leg. "Thanks Eddie, good luck. Don't go overboard, it's just Steve."

"I won't, thanks again Max, that was surprisingly helpful advice, for a peeping tom and a meddler." He laughs as he swings the door shut but can hear her steps running from the couch to the door. He's about to jump down to run away from her when he hears the lock turn in the door and then the static of the walkie as max yells into it, "Dustin! You'll never guess what Eddie just said about you!!"

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[cuupidsss]

Do you have any Logan x reader fluff? Like a first kiss or falling asleep on his shoulder?

Yess! I love Logan so much :3 I literally love you for this request I need more Logan content, this may be ooc but I tired okay ?? 3:

The bus was cold, it was always cold. It didn’t feel nice or pleasant but it was better than nothing, is what you could say.

You sat next to Logan, Logan was your best friend, since childhood. You had never really stuck up for him though, whenever you did he would get mad at you, saying that you shouldn’t do that. So now you’ve figured that if it makes him happier then you won’t stick up for him.. at all.

The bus was bumping against the road, it was old and didn’t glide smoothly, you both had stayed at school later at the mechanics club to hangout with Taylor, she had a ride but you both didn’t so you both opted for easy transport, city bus.

No one else was on the bus, it was just you guys, sitting next to eachothers, on a dark night.. just you guys. Ew, why are you thinking like that? He’s your bestfriend for gods sake.

Your really tired and even though it’s a hot night, the bus doesn’t feel very warm, you can’t believe the bus driver had the cooling system on right now.

“(Name)?” You turn your head to him, he’s sitting a little hunched and awkward. You smile at him slightly, waving at him jokingly.

“Hey, Logan,” you say as if you just saw him, “what is it?” He grabs onto your arm as you ask that, leaning back into his seat a little more.

“I.. I don’t know.” He’s so awkward, it was funny.

“Me either.” You say, leaning back with him, you blink tiredly, the world swaying a bit. You guys have a good fifteen minutes before your even on your guys street. You lean to the side slightly, closing your eyes.

PLOP

Logan looks to the side, your there, just there.. on his shoulder, your leaning on HIS shoulder so casually. Not even asleep, just resting. He pokes you, nope, your asleep.

You make him nervous, ever since 7th grade you’ve made him nervous. He knew why, but he was embarrassed, why did he have to have a crush on you? He could just ruin your twos entire friendship this way, and yet he still likes you.. more than normal.

You shuffle a little and startle him. Huh?

“(Name)?” He says, looking at you, your so tired, he can tell. The bus suddenly jolts to a stop, he looks out the window.

Aw, dang it. He thinks, shaking you awake, you blink your eyes open.

“Come on.. we’ve gotta go.” You sit up slowly at the voice, standing up and rubbing your eyes, you both slowly get off the bus and out into the humid air. The sun is going down and Logan is just holding onto the hood of your hoodie.

“Sorry for that.” You say as he stands by your side and starts walking, you run next to him and walk at an even pace.

“For what?” He asks, knowing damn well what you meant.

“Oh you know what I mean!” You nudge him playfully as he looks at you and smiles slightly.

“Yeah.” He nods and then you both are silent again, “um.. I.. I was thinking that we should go to Ashlyn’s house tomorrow for that sleepover.” You look at him, shocked that he actually wanted to go.

“Really? I was thinking the same thing but I didn’t think you’d be up for it!” You say, fumbling a little over your words in excitement.

“Uh, I do wanna go, with you.” You smile at his words, he may have not noticed it but that, ‘with you’, was the sweetest thing ever.

“Okay, cornball.” You chuckle out, looking away from him.

“How was that corny?”

“I don’t know.” You don’t know, you don’t know if you guys are friends, or best friends, or just two stupid highschoolers.

All you know is that you like your best-friend, and maybe that was more than enough for you.

—

Haha, it’s short, but your welcomed to request again. I just am gonna start shortening my request so I don’t have to write a lot for all of them and can get them all finished ❤️

[dianneking]

The Set-Up - Miranda/Reader (Top of the Lake: China Girl)

Crossposted on AO3 - if you prefer to read it there, follow this link!

Summary: Reader is crushing hard on Miranda, and yet somehow ends up on a date with Robin organized by none other than Miranda herself. Light angst, mostly Miranda being a hot mess tbh.

Tags: Mutual pining, jealousy, fake relationship, spying on people, Miranda being a clueless hot mess (as per canon), lil’ bit of angst, matchmaker!Robin, height difference, smoking, present tense, second person pov, ungendered reader.  Words: 3767

The Set-Up

You watch as Miranda enthusiastically waves goodbye at Detective Griffin before coming to lean against the wall by your side. Wordlessly you offer her a cigarette out of your pack, and she accepts with a muttered Thank you, sticking it immediately between her lips and lighting it up. Maybe it’s because you are somewhat more tired, maybe it’s because today she looks particularly happy and it tugs at something deep within you, but today’s the day where you throw caution to the wind and ask her what you have been ruminating on for quite some time.

"So, what's the deal with you and Griffin, huh?"

"We're on another case together. It's a good one."

"Only that?"

"What else?"

"Come on, Hilmarson, are you really going to make me ask?"

"I... I don't understand what you mean."

"You two seem pretty close, that is all."

"We sorted out our differences."

"Isn't that just great?"

"What's wrong with you today? You are being more waspish than usual. Didn’t take enough smoke breaks?"

"Don’t try to change the subject. Are congratulations in order? Are you two an item now?"

"What? No!"

"...if you say so."

"We really aren't! She's like my sister or something. Is that what was pissing you off?"

"Of course not! Why would I care if you and Griffin were hitting it off?"

"Oh my god, it is. You are jealous."

"No I'm not"

"You so are!"

"Am not"

"Are too!"

"Piss off!"

You shove her playfully, but doing so makes you painfully aware of your height difference, and you feel suddenly very small and nervous. If your crush for Miranda is so evident that even herself can call you out on it, you are worse off than you thought you were.

You try to sneak a glance up at her, and you see her beautiful face corrugated in a frown, as if trying to piece together a puzzle. Has she already figured out everything? Maybe you should consider making a tactical retreat before you dig yourself too deep into a hole. But at the same time, you are not willing to give up any time the two of you spend together.

Damn. She's so out of your league it's not even funny, you think, watching how the warm glow of the afternoon sun shines through her blonde eyelashes. You should probably have been more careful in letting your feelings known, you think as the silence stretches on uncomfortably. Now there's going to be that embarrassed little dance of her trying to let you down and you telling her that it's okay (it's not), you understand (you do), and that you hope you two can still be friends (you really, really do). You are not ready to give up your smoke breaks spent together, all the laughter, the jokes, the heart to heart talks. Miranda is the brightest part of your day, and you'll be damned if you'll do anything to hurt your friendship.

 "Hey I... I think you might have a chance, you know?"

"What?" You barely manage to choke out. Is she…

"Yeah, Robin is single you know. And you are witty and smart like her, you two would get on like a house on fire."

Oh no.

The implications of that sentence hit you like a cold shower. Is she really that clueless or is it some sort of joke? She's not the person to purposefully try to hurt you by mocking your crush, you know her well enough for that. You know she means well, and yet your heart sinks as surely as a rock in cold water. She's totally misunderstood, but that in itself is an answer.

"Miranda, that's not..."

"You know what? I can set you two up for a date!" She whips her phone out before you can try to get in a word, her tongue peeking out of her lips in a show of concentration as she types away. You try your best not to stare at her mouth as she does so, but you are entranced. So much so that you miss your only occasion to stop her.

"There you go!" she announces with a satisfied smile as the phone pings with Griffin's answer "She says she's up for grabbing lunch with you at Tony's tomorrow if you pay for it."

You try to swallow your disappointment, but it stays as a bitter knot in your throat. She might not be dating her detective partner, but she for sure isn't interested in you, if she's so quick to try set you up with her. She looks down at you, with so much excitement shining on her face that for a moment you get lost in those sparkling blue eyes. She's so gorgeous, and sunny, and kind. You really cannot be blamed for falling for her. It's just your usual rotten luck that she only sees you as a friend. So much so as to play matchmaker for you.

And you are so desperately in love with her that you cannot bring yourself to burst her bubble, to be the reason that her infectious smile drops from her lips, and so you don’t say anything. You don’t tell her that when the two of them storm through the station on their way to another case, or when they lean together, their heads close as they look at the computer screen together, it is not Griffin that you can’t take your eyes off from.

"So, what do you say?"

"Uhm…sure, I guess…"

“But of course, that’s what friends are for, isn’t it? You go get your girl!”

You shrug, trying to squash down the hurt that the word friend carries. You might as well go to this lunch with Griffin, hopefully you might be able to pull out of her whether Miranda is seeing someone else. Not that that would change much, would it? You should start trying to resign yourself to the fact that you really have no chance with her.

Also, Miranda looks positively giddy with excitement at having set the two of you up. Not when she has so resolutely stated that she only thinks of you as a friend. You are not going to make a fool of yourself confessing feelings that won’t be welcome and would only make your interactions awkward. Grabbing a bite with Griffin is for sure the lesser embarrassment of the two. Or at least the least damaging for your friendship. Because even if you can't have Miranda as your girlfriend, you are going to fight tooth and nail not to lose her as a friend.

 You only hope that Griffin won't be an arse about it.

“Why are we even here? Didn't you have a huge crush on Miranda?”

Obviously, it had been too much to ask for.

“...”

“I’ll take that as a yes. So why let her set you up with me?”

“If you knew that already, why did you agree to this date?”

“I wanted some free lunch.”

“Oh wow. Way to make someone feel appreciated, Griffin.”

“And I was curious.”

“Were you?”

“Yeah, I wanted to see what she sees in you.”

“Nothing much, probably, if she tried to peddle me to you at the first chance she got.”

You try to keep the bitterness out of your tone, but you still bite viciously into your sourdough sandwich, and you can hear Griffin scoff.

“Oh please, it's obvious that she's pining for you just as much as you are for her.” You can feel yourself burning with embarrassment. Still better than the alternative, you remind yourself. It's just a lunch.

“I might even believe you if she hadn’t just put me firmly in the friendzone, so please, Griffin, can you drop this and just enjoy your free food?"

 Miranda tries not to feel guilty as she peeks beyond the wall corner to watch her two colleagues through the window of the café. She just wants to see how the date goes, that's all. Since she's the one who made it possible and all of that, she feels somewhat responsible for it. Like a fairy godmother for your budding relationship. Her friend and her work partner hitting it off…that has to be a good match, right?

Everybody agrees that Robin is the absolute best detective in the station. And you...well, you deserve nothing but the best. And if you two work it out, she won't have to share her free time between the two of you, right? The three of you will be able to hang out together all the time, and all will be just grand. One big happy family.

She can see the two of you in conversation, and cannot help the nervous tapping of her fingers on the wall she's hiding behind. She can see you shrug, an embarrassed grimace on your face. She can see how red your ears have turned - she can't get over how cute you are when you blush. For all of your tough talk, she thinks affectionately, you really are just a big softie. Have you already told Robin of your crush for her?

What will her reaction be?

Maybe Robin will reject you, and of course Miranda will be there to help you through your heartbreak, to comfort you as you had done for her when her affair – it’s a relationship, babe – with Adrian had crumbled like a sandcastle built too close to the ocean. Because that’s what friends do for each other, right? And Miranda is very happy to be your friend.

She absolutely is.

Really.

It's just that…

It's just that sometimes she allows her mind to run free, and she finds herself wondering how it would feel for once to hold your hand as you lean against the wall outside the station side by side, how your hair would feel if she buried her hands in it, how your lips would taste if she were to… No. She really shouldn’t. You're her friend, and she's pretty sure normal people don’t think about kissing their friend.

Unless they have romantic feelings for their friend. And she surely doesn't. Does she?

…

Fuck.

She totally has romantic feelings for you.

How hasn't she noticed? How long has she been feeling this way towards you and mistaking it for friendship? Suddenly she feels like bashing her head against the rough brick wall. How could she have been so dumb? She has even helped to set you up with Robin! Wow, good job, Hilmarson. Great. Couldn't she have realised it like two days ago? Even for her standards - she's the first to admit that she has messed up multiple times in her life - that's one major cock-up.

 “See? She's totally into you as well, she's even spying on our date.”

“That might just be because she is curious. If she wanted me, why would she try to set me up with you? Come on, Griffin, you must be smarter than this. Aren't you supposed to be the best detective in Australia or something?”

“Ha-ha, such a flatterer. Look, I know what I’m seeing. And lucky for you, I’ve got an idea.”

“Lord help us all.”

“What if I pretended to go along with it?”

“Griffin, I am flattered, but I thought we had already been over how I'm not interested in you.”

“That's why I said pretended, genius. She’ll see us together, get jealous and realize her feelings for you.”

“She won't. You might be a decent detective, but you suck at relationship advice. Oi! Remove your hand from mine, this is ridiculous.”

 She shouldn't still be here, Miranda thinks, and yet she can't seem to be able to rip her eyes away from the way Robin has grasped your hand above the coffee table, her face opening in a lopsided smile.

This isn't fun anymore. Not since she's realised how badly she has fucked up in helping you two out. Miranda swallows, her eyes never leaving Robin as she slides out of her side of the booth and moves to sit beside you. She's never seen that sort of playful grin on Robin's face, unless she was totally hammered, and to see it when she's sober, and on a date with you of all people… Robin wants you too, doesn't she?

Well, of course she does. I mean, look at you, you are lively, smart, funny, attractive, and Robin might be many things, but she for sure isn’t blind or stupid. She has to know how much of a catch you are.

Miranda can only watch helplessly as Robin - the same Robin who refuses all sort of affectionate contact, struggling to even hug her own daughter - is leaning into you, nuzzling your neck, and whispering something in your ear. You jolt up as if electrocuted, and turn towards her, shock clear on your face. What has she said to you? Miranda feels like she's going insane, stuck on the outside looking in.

And then Robin chooses that moment to plant a kiss square on your lips.

Miranda turns tail and flees.

 “What the fuck, Griffin?”

“It's gonna work, trust me. I know Miranda.”

  Miranda leans against the wall next to the station, in what over the years she has come to think of as your spot. If she closes her eyes, she can almost fool herself into thinking you’re by her side, as you always are, cigarette dangling from your lips, always ready with a sarcastic quip, or a funny retort. Except you're not there. You're still on your stupid happy date, that she had pushed you into, like the moron she is.

She's been chainsmoking since she came back from spying on you, and the longer it takes for you to come back, the more harshly she pulls in the smoke between her teeth, trying to lessen her stress. Trying not to picture what you and Robin could be doing that's taking the both of you so damn long.

She tries to ignore the painful constriction of her heart at what her traitorous mind conjures up. The mere thought of Robin's small hands safely ensconced in your bigger ones, of her mouth exploring yours as Miranda had been dreaming of doing even before she recognized her feelings for you, of the two of you hugging or worse, makes her want to scream at the top of her lungs and hit something.

But she can't.

You're her friend, she should want you to be happy, shouldn't she? And if that means stepping aside and supporting you in your relationship with Robin, of course she'll do just that. Because Robin is the one you're interested in and there's nobody on earth Miranda can think is more different from her than Detective Griffin. Robin simply is everything Miranda has never been: petite, professional, smart, careful and precise. It's no wonder you like her and not big, clumsy, helpless Miranda.

Miranda, who's a terrible friend and cannot even support you wholeheartedly in your new budding relationship.

Miranda shakes her head, dropping the butt of her cigarette to the ground and moodily stepping on it. She should be happy for you, should be grateful to be allowed to be your friend, it's not like she has  a whole lot of those anyways. The sooner she starts to accept the fact that there's no hope for anything more between you two, the better it'll be for her poor heart.

She just didn't expect it to hurt so much.

But what's taking you so long? Is that how it's going to be from now on? You and Robin, so wrapped in each other that you forget about Miranda, leaving her alone once again, cast aside, begging for scraps of affection from her friends?

She can feel the tears filling her eyes at the mere thought.

 "You're back! How…how did it go?"

Miranda’s smile is too big, her eyes too watery for it to be sincere. For the first time you allow yourself to hope against all hopes that maybe, maybe Robin has a point.

But maybe you are just seeing what you want to see.

“Are you alright, Miranda?" Her laugh is high, nervous and ends up in a sort of hiccup as she clumsily claps you on the shoulder, rocking you with the strength of the impact.

"Of course I am! Why wouldn’t I be, there’s a new, blooming romance in the station! And between my best friend and my partner, to boot! Isn't that just grand? Are you gonna tell all the others about it, or should I tell them and save you the pain?”

Her happy-go-lucky voice is so fake it twists your heart and almost makes you miss what she has said.

“Nonono, there will be no telling anything to the others!”

The last thing you need is for the whole fucking station to think you and Griffin are an item. You wouldn’t hear the end of it. It’s already bad that Miranda thinks that. And hopefully you can somehow clear that up.

“Is that something Robin asked you? Does she want to keep you as her dirty little secret? You shouldn’t settle for that! You deserve more!” She gesticulates wildly at this, her hands cutting the air with agitated gestures, as she defends your honor against imaginary slights.

“That’s not it, Miranda. It’s just-“ But she cuts you off before you can get a word in.

“You shouldn't hide your feelings! You two are totally made for each other. Go be unapologetically together!”

"Why are you so adamant in pushing us together?" You finally snap, irritatedly. She's not making any sort of sense. She's trying so hard to get the two of you together even if it's obvious that she's not happy in the least about it. And even though you are starting to think more and more that this might all be a huge misunderstanding, it cuts to hear the woman you love trying so hard to set you up with someone else. What if Robin wasn’t right? What if Miranda really only saw you as a friend and nothing more?

"What do you mean? Didn't the date go well? You sure looked like you were hitting it off pretty well, and you took your sweet time, too." She mutters the second part softly, as if it has come out of her mouth without her really wanting to, then promptly blushes a deep red.

You always found her adorable when she blushed.

"Miranda, I need to know it, why were you spying on us?"

"Oh god, you saw me? I… Uhm I…I just happened to drop by Tony's, I had totally forgotten that the two of you were there. So I uhm hid, because I didn’t want to make it uncomfortable for you. Hehe, that’s all."

"Is… Is it possible that you might like me?" You throw all caution to the wind because really, at this point you need a clear answer.

"No!" She answers too quickly "Of course not! You are my friend. I like you as a friend!" Hope stirs once again, but you don't dare to believe it quite yet. Not while she keeps denying everything.

"Miranda, you are many good things, but you are a terrible liar."

She suddenly rights herself from where she was leaning against the wall and makes as if to move towards the station.

"Well, I…I need to go. I just realized that my lunchbreak was over like five minutes ago and I-"

You stop her, a hand on her wrist, and a pleading tone to your voice.

"No, please. Stay. I…"

She stops, but she stays with her back to you. When she speaks, her voice wavers ever so slightly.

“You don’t have to spare my feelings, I know what you want to say.”

“You…do? ‘Cause it seems to me that this is all a huge misunderstanding.”

“Of course. A misunderstanding. Sure, that’s one way to put it. Just another big clumsy mess, made by big clumsy Miranda. I guess we’re used to it by now, aren’t we?”

She turns now, and you are shocked to see tears streaking down her face.

“That’s not what-“

“It's OK,” she interrupts you once again, angrily wiping the wetness off her face as she looks at you with a solemn, sad look into those beautiful big blue eyes of hers, “I know that you like Robin, I would never do anything to ruin your chance with her. You really make a perfect couple, I am serious about it. I just need a little time to adjust.” Her voice is picking up speed, as if it's impossible to stop now that she's started, “I am so grateful to have you as a friend, it's not like I expected you to return my feelings. Hell, I didn't recognise them for what they are until I saw the two of you together. And I would never let something like that ruin our friendship. Everything can stay perfectly the same, even if you are with Robin and…and I know I am a terrible friend that has fallen for you after setting you up with your crush but I want you to be happy and please don't hate me."

You blink under the onslaught of words she's unleashed on you, and when she abruptly stops, all that can be heard in the small alley to the side of the station is her heavy breathing, as if she had just run a marathon. Her shoulders are shaking and you can't see her face, dipped as it is into her collarbone in shame.

Your heart breaks at seeing her like this, at the sheer thought that Miranda could believe even for one second that you hate her.

You stand right in front of her, cradling her red, downturned face in your hands, tilting it ever so slightly up from where it was staring at the pavement, so you can once again look directly into her beautiful blue eyes, now swimming with tears and swirling emotions.

She's such a mess, you think affectionately. But she's a lovely mess with the biggest of hearts, and you wouldn’t want her any other way.

"Miranda, I could never ever hate you. In fact, it's quite the opposite. I… I think I love you."

"As…as a friend?"

"No, dearest, no, not as a friend."

And you hope there's no mistaking your intentions now as you press your lips to hers in a kiss that the both of you have been daydreaming about for way too long to admit.

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[intomusings]

﹒﹒  guts   sentence   starters    !

my  brain  goes  ahhh  !  guts by olivia rodrigo just dropped and it's been on repeat  in my household .  olivia rodrigo  can do no wrong in my opinion and i  realized  that  the  lyrics  make  for  some  perfect  sentence  starters  —  so  under  the  cut  you’ll  find  a  bunch  of  heart  wrenching  and angsty one  liners  .  if  u  found  this  useful  ,  feel  free  to  like  or  reblog  to  boost  this  .

﹒﹒  all - american bitch  :

" i feel for your every little issue , i know just what you mean .. "

" you know me , i forgive and i forget .. "

" i got what you can't resist "

" i know my place and this is it "

﹒﹒  bad idea right?  :

" haven't heard from you in a couple of months .. "

" i'm out right now and i'm all fucked up "

" i know we're done , i know we're through but god when i look at you .. "

" seeing you tonight , it's a bad idea , right ?

" i know that he's my ex but can't two people reconnect ? "

" i only see him as a friend .. "

" i know i should stop but i can't . "

" i'm sure i've seen much hotter men but i really can't remember when "

﹒﹒  vampire  :

" i loved you truly "

" i've made some real big mistakes but you make the worst one look fine "

" i used to think i was smart but you made me look so naive "

" every girl i ever talked to told me you were bad news "

" you called them crazy god i hate the way i called them crazy too ! "

" you're so convincing , how do you lie without flinching ? "

" can't figure out how you do it and god knows i never will "

" you said it was true love .. "

" you can't love anyone cause that would mean you had a heart "

" i tried to help you out , now i know that i can't . "

" how you think is the kind of thing i'll never understand "

﹒﹒  lacy  :

" did i ever tell you i'm not doing well ? "

" i see you everywhere .. "

" i'm losing it lately . "

" well aren't you the greatest thing to ever exist ? "

" my stomach's all in knots "

" you got the one thing that i want "

" it's like you're made of angel dust "

" it's like you're out to get me "

" you poison every little thing that i do "

" i just loathe you lately "

﹒﹒  ballad of a homeschooled girl  :

" i don't think i get along with anyone .. "

" i guess i should go .. "

" i told secrets i shouldn't tell . "

" i made it weird , i made it worse . "

" oh god , what did i say ? "

﹒﹒  making the bed  :

" i thought it so i said it "

" sometimes i feel like i don't wanna be where i am "

" i'm so tired of being the girl that i am "

" i'm playing the victim so well in my head "

" i got the things i wanted , it's just not what i imagined "

﹒﹒  logical  :

" god , you're so good at what you do . "

" i'd put myself through hell for you "

" hear all the rumors lately that you always denied "

" you convinced me , it was all in my mind "

" changing you is possible .. "

" i'm sure that girl is really your friend "

" our problems are all solvable "

" why do i do this ? "

" i know i'm half responsible and that makes me feel horrible "

" i know i could've stopped it all .. "

﹒﹒  get him back!  :

" i met a guy in the summer .. "

" i wanna get him back "

" i wanna make him really jealous "

" i really miss him and it makes me real sad "

" i miss the way he kisses and the way he made me laugh "

" i am my fathers daughter so maybe i could fix him "

" i wanna key his car "

" i wanna break his heart "

﹒﹒  love is embarrassing  :

" i told my friends you were the one "

" you said space was what you need "

" i waited by my phone like a goddamn fool "

" i consoled you while you cried .. "

" how could i be so stupid ? "

" you found a new version of me "

" i give up everything "

﹒﹒  the grudge :

" one phone call from you and my entire world was changed "

" you took everything i loved and crushed it between your fingers "

" i doubt you ever think about the damage that you did "

" i hear your voice every time i think i'm not enough "

" how could anybody do the things you did so easily ? "

" i say i don't care , i say i'm fine but you know i can't let it go . "

" i fantasize about a time you're a little fucking sorry "

" i try to understand why you would do this all to me "

" do you think i deserved it all ? "

" you have everything and you still want more "

" but even after all this , you're still everything to me "

" i know you don't care "

﹒﹒  pretty isn't pretty  :

" there's always something missing "

" i don't know why i even try "

﹒﹒  teenage dream  :

" it gets better , but what if i don't ? "

[fruitsoxs]

I'll be waiting this can i request my woowoo with reader.

She have long hair and need help trim it ( cause no man land Its God damn hot). She ask vash first, but somehow he suggest to wolfwood ( he's really good on that). At first wolfwood says " why you trim it, it looks good on you". In agreement he will cut her hair as the reward is A kiss 😳 PS ( wolfwood kinda like touch her hair it so soft and caught him Its really embrassing him)

Thank you for reading this !

I love you writer ITS MAKE ME MELT OMG

😳😳😳🥺🥺🥺

i love just small fluffy things like this

pairing(s); wolfwood x reader warnings; some swearing notes; some fluff for my favorite day of the week! ty for this cute request!

“Why don’t you ask Needle Noggin?” Wolfwood huffs, crossing his arms over his chest. He’s trying his best to look indifferent about the entire situation. When, in reality, his chest is fluttering at the thought of helping you cut your hair. There’s a small blush on his cheeks that he’s hoping you can’t see. He’s outside of the inn you’re staying at, smoking under the light of the moon.

You sigh and run a hand through your hair. “I already asked him- he told me to come to you.” You explain. Of course he did. He tries his best to hide his embarrassment by groaning in annoyance. He stands up straight, throwing his cigarette on the ground and crushing it with his shoe. He leans towards you, looking over your features. 

“What about the shorty?” “Meryl? She’s already asleep. Please help me out? Just this once?”

His curious eyes trail over your figure, up to your head. He cocks his head to the side “Why do ya want to cut it anyway? It looks good.” he points out, causing your cheeks to light up. “I just…It’s getting too long. I’m ready for a change, y’know?” You find yourself avoiding eye contact with the man. He’s always making you feel so flustered.

He can’t help but admire your cute little flustered expression. It helps him build the confidence he needs to actually do this. You see, he’s got a little thing for you. He thought you were pretty cute from the moment he laid eyes on you. After getting to know you though, well, his feelings just took off. Doing something like this almost feels a little too real for him, too intimate. Usually he would say no right away, but seeing you under the moonlight… 

After a while he lets out a sigh and nods his head. “Alright fine.” he finally agrees, but there’s a hint of mischief in his dark eyes as he leans closer again. “I’ll trim it up, if I can get a little reward afterwards.” a smirk rests across his features. “Oh? And what kind of reward is that?” You ask, rolling your eyes at his little cocky gesture.

His heart stops for a second. Should he say it? 

Fuck it.

“I’ll trim your hair if you give me a kiss.” he finally says, hoping that the nervousness in his eyes isn’t so easily seen. Your own eyes seem to widen at the comment, red covering your cheeks and ears as you stutter out a little response. It’s adorable, and Wolfwood can’t help but smile.”Okay…” you whisper. Wolfwood turns his head so his ear is facing towards you, cupping his hand around it.  “What was that?” He asks, pretending as though he couldn’t hear you..

You pout a bit and repeat your words., this time a little louder. “I said okay!” He grins and wraps an arm around you, leading you back into the inn. “Well then, let’s go sweetheart.” 

You make your way inside, and to his room where he has you sit down on an old wooden chair in front of him. He grabs some dull scissors, and looks over at you. “How short am I going?” He asks, hovering his hand above your head. Your shrug, keeping your eyes forward and away from him. “Just take a few inches off.” He nods, and gets to work. He starts by combing through your locks gently. It’s so relaxing, he finds himself almost unable to stop. Your hair is so soft- so beautiful. His fingers drag through your hair, separating any knots as gently as he can. You sigh a bit, and lean back, enjoying the attention you’re getting.

He finds himself blushing again. He likes the intimacy of the moment. He finds himself petting through your hair, even after all the knots are gone. “You’ve got soft hair.” he comments out loud suddenly. Even he is surprised by the sudden admission. You let out a soft chuckle. “Thanks.” And the room falls silent again.

Wolfwood shakes his head and grabs the scissors, holding them with a nervous smile. “Well, here goes nothing.” he mumbles before he starts to trim your hair. He works quietly, and cautiously. Careful not to make a mess of your hair. He can’t imagine he would get his kiss if he made you look stupid. He’s done this before plenty of times though. He cuts his own hair whenever it gets too long, and he’s cut Vash’s hair before.

When he’s done, he steps back and admires his work. It’s a little messy, but it doesn’t look back.

“And done.” me murmurs softly. You run your hands through your own hair, and smile. “Thanks a bunch Wolfwood!” you jump up and disappear off into the bathroom for a second, probably checking the damage. When you come back you’ve got a cute little smile on your face. 

“It looks great.” you comment stepping closer towards him. You lean forward, and press your lips against his cheek gently. You pop back and smile cheekily. “And that’s your reward!” You exclaim, cheeks burning pink. You then turn around, and quickly leave the room.

Wolfwood puts a hand against his cheek, his own face bright red. 

“Wow.”

[theladyragnell]

G foooor Alion/Tiriel or, if you really wanna stretch option, Lilly/Elsbeth? ;)

(Look, I love Alion and Tiriel, but did you really think you could give me an excuse to try writing these two and I wouldn't immediately leap on it? Anyway, a brief moment from right after the magic pearl. (For the confused, these are two NPC allies of the party in the game I am running, I really should do a little primer on this game sometime since I keep vagueblogging about it.))

“Any word?”

Tuesday evening shifts at the library are usually pretty quiet, which means Lilly tends to spend a lot of them doing her homework. She’s still kind of deciding how she feels about the fact that Elsbeth has figured that out, and started stopping by for a few minutes on Tuesday evenings, even when she’s got a party to go to. Like, she likes it. She just also is kind of not enjoying the return of her embarrassing freshman year crush. She’s in her last year and applying for grad schools. She’s supposed to be cooler than this.

This isn’t about her crush, though. This is about her friends, who keep doing things so scary she can’t look at them head on, so she puts down her textbook and looks at Elsbeth, all bundled up in her winter coat, leaning against the counter in the same spot she always leans. Like it’s her spot. “Other than that they’re back? No.”

“Assholes,” says Elsbeth, in a tone of voice so fond Lilly wants to do something stupid. “I hate waiting for news enough when it’s Uncle Gildo and he’s just taking on a few mimics in a well-mapped dungeon.”

“It hasn’t happened that much,” says Lilly, but that’s just stupid, because once things like this start happening to people, they keep happening. They happen to Lilly too, sometimes, now. And this one was big, and Morye’s god is involved somehow, and she really wants a whole lot of details and also doesn’t want any details at all. “And you were with them, for the crab thing.”

Elsbeth frowns and shoves her hands in her pockets. “And you were with them in that factory.”

Lilly has nightmares about the Quicksilver Soda Factory sometimes. About good people dead for stupid reasons, and about how they all almost died when she was supposed to be team leader, supposed to have the information that would keep them protected. If Morye’s god didn’t love him, she and they would both be dead. “I know that.”

“I wish I’d come with you,” Elsbeth says, straightening up from her lean, and talks over Lilly before she can even start saying anything, catching the way she’s shaking her head and getting ready for it. “That’s what I do, and what I’m going to do. None of you had ever been in a situation like that before, and I should have just canceled everything and gone.”

“Everything’s okay now,” Lilly says, like there’s not a faint white scar on her breastbone, a little circle of branching lightning that keeps her from wearing her nicest date top because people ask questions and they aren’t ones she wants to answer on dates.

Elsbeth just looks at her. That’s fair. Elsbeth’s got a few physical scars, but they both know the worst ones are inside, and that she knows better than pretty much anyone how it’s never really okay. “You think they’re okay?”

Lilly has been doing a lot of research on magic pearls, since they sent her a message. They’re not malevolent, but they are a once-a-century phenomenon that are dangerous to defuse and even more dangerous to ignore. “We’ll check in on them. Just like you’re checking in on me.”

“I guess so.” Elsbeth shifts a little, not quite her confident lean but not quite awkward either. Just watching Lilly like she’s waiting for something Lilly doesn’t know how to say. Or maybe Lilly’s reading too much into it, because a second later she’s straightening, taking a step back. “Anyway, just wanted to check in, see if they’d told you more details yet, but sounds like they want to sleep it off first. Stay in touch, okay? I might not be helpful on the research jobs for them, but I don’t mind listening.”

“You’re always helpful,” says Lilly, too fast, too honest, and definitely not believed, judging by the way Elsbeth’s mouth quirks. “Stop by anytime, though. And I’ll tell them to tell you too.”

“Only if they want,” says Elsbeth, and backs up another step. “And only if you want. Have a good shift, Joy. I’ll catch you later.”

That’s new, and enough to leave her speechless for a second. “Joy” is for talking herself down, for scolding herself, for being encouraged by her grandmothers and begged for another story by her little brother. It’s just the second syllable of her name, but it’s intimate, and Elsbeth’s got to know that, because there’s something a little tense in her shoulders, like she’s waiting to see if Lilly is going to say anything about it. Maybe she would, if she could think of anything to say. “Catch you later,” she promises, a little strangled, and it seems like it’s good enough, because Elsbeth is off, ducking back out into the cold, leaving Lilly at the desk with her usual list of tasks to complete and no attention left over to do them.

[awlumii]

"you were a little slow this time," spiderman says when you finally open your balcony door. you grumble at him while rubbing the sleep out of your eyes.

it's october 31st. it's halloween night, but you're too tired to actually enjoy yourself. today's classes were exhausting and all you want to do now is hug a plushie and drift to sleep.

spiderman seems to catch up on your sleepy state; "you look like a little kid waking up from a dream," he chuckles, bringing a hand to mush your cheeks. he laughs again when you don't pull away, realising how tired you actually are, "can i come in, little one?"

you mumble something similar to a "don't call me that" and nod, moving a little to let him in and closing the door once he's in your living room. kazuha smiles at the slight smell of cinnamon coming from your kitchen. you did mention wanting to make cinnamon rolls on your own some time ago.

(he replied asking why you wanted to make yourself, since you're a cinnamon roll to him. you threw your brush at him in response, but didn't shoo him away when he hugged you, cooing at your cuteness and nuzzling his cheek in yours.)  

his eyes don't leave your figure as you waddle up to him, grasping his fingers in yours to tug him closer. "aren't you supposed to be on patrol?" you ask sleepily. "a lot of people do dumb shit on halloween.. be careful.."

spiderman smiles when you lean on his chest. "you always get affectionate when you're sleepy, lovebug," he hums as he wraps an arm around your waist, hugging you properly, "i thought i'd find you trick or treating around the neighbourhood, and yet here you are. was today tiring?"

"i'm too old for trick or treating, you know." you answer sleepily, humming under your breath as you cuddle up his chest. his suit is more comfortable than you thought. you could feel his heartbeat if you focused enough.

"sorry, you're just so tiny in my eyes that i can picture you looking for candies around the city." kazuha says through a laugh. you scoff a little, humming again when one of his hands starts caressing your head. spiderman feels himself smile at how vulnerable you look, trapped in his arms and close to falling asleep. he wishes he could steal you away and keep you somewhere only he knows.

and god, how much he wishes he could hold you like this without this mask on. if only he wasn't a nervous wreck everytime you and your friends came by, and if only he had a vague idea on how to approach you. it doesn't help that your friends usually order for you, either.

"do you still want me to go on patrol, lovebug? i'd rather stay here with you."

"i want you to stay, too. you can get that corner of the ceiling, make yourself a web and become my new roommate if you want. just don't let other spiders come around."

kazuha giggles at your words, cradling your face in his hands to squish your cheeks (and while you usually squirm away out of embarrassment, this time you whine and try to cling to his chest. again, he wonders how tired you actually are.)

"how am i supposed to leave when you're being so adorable, hm?" he murmurs over your lips, cursing the fabric covering his. his fingers trace them as you struggle to keep your eyes open, yearning to just tug him to bed and sleep.

"then don't," you say, leaning in his touch and pecking his fingers lazily, "stay the night. there's other people dressed up as spiderman, anyway."

for a second, kazuha is tempted to say no: like you said, a lot of people cause trouble on halloween night and he should ensure everyone's safety. on the other hand, a tiny voice in him reminds him of how much crimes decreased ever since he started being the city's vigilante. a lot of criminals almost gave up at this point, so.. he can take the night off, right? just for today.

oh, fuck it. his crush is asking him to stay the night and hell if he doesn't want to cuddle you to sleep.

"are you sure, lovebug?" he asks, tapping your cheek twice to wake you a little, "i can't promise i won't get cuddly once we get under the covers."

you scoff at him again. "cuddling is the whole point of having you sleep over, dumbass. and you're clingy in the daytime, too." your cheeks get warmer and you look away, mumbling a "not that i mind" that doesn't go unheard.

"say that again, cutie?"

"you heard me."

"i didn't."

"so your spidey senses only work when you want them to, huh?"

kazuha giggles again. seriously, you're too cute. "alright, you win," he smiles and although you can't see it, you can feel the cheeriness radiating from him despite your sleepy state.

you wordlessly entangle yourself from him and intertwine your hands together, guiding him towards your bedroom and turning the living room's lights off as you go.

spiderman stays quiet until he squeezes your hand: "can i make a request? to keep that one barista guy away?"

you sigh. you already know what he's going to ask.

"can i give you hickies?

"only if you behave."

"i love you so much."

"i said, only if you behave."

- hide and seek 💤 although i'm late for halloween

I'M TRYING SO HARD NOT TO CRY ON MY FIFTEEN BRO @*@;@*#@&#;#,#<#&#;$ OHHNMGNY GGOFXD OH MY FOD OHH MY GOD HELP 😭😭💕💗💕💗💕💗

[peachym00]

Stream of 4 minutes consciousness…

*sighs deeply like an old man weathered by life*

I’ve been through three different VPNs and three different countries on VIU to try and watch the uncut version of 4Minutes ep 2 and jfc I have finally succeeded

the effort I have gone to just so I can legally watch the series is honestly embarrassing (and I am fully unashamed about it lmao)

spoilers below for another post of my stupid thoughts while watching ep2…

?????? Who is this hooded figure??????? Who is BEATING someone to DEATH may I ask?????????

I rly wonder who this woman is???? And who her dead son is?????? Does it have something to do with Tonkla????? WHO KNOWS NOT ME

Tyme is so straight faced and serious in doctor mode

Ah GREAT MY BABY I will defend him with my life I’ve decided that rn

lol at the nurses gossiping abt tymes love life

Is that Greats friend arguing with his girlfriend??????

Great sitting in class all cute and distressed about his little seeing into the future problem

Ohh Dome…I fear you witnessed something you shouldn’t have

Title what the fuck have you done with your girlfriend?????? God he’s such a creepy dude

Omfg Great WHY ARE YOU FRIENDS WITH SUCH A FREAK

I love that all Great cares about is that someone might file a missing persons report about titles girlfriend even though his friend is a LITERAL KIDNAPPER

omfg Dome in the BOOT?????

GOOD BOY GREAT DON’T HELP UR FRIEND MURDER DOME

OMFG?????????????????????????

Oh the 4 mins thing is happening

NO DONT HURT GREAT MY BABY

Oohhhhh Tyme does boxing

Okay domes in the hospital and great has somehow hurt his head

PAHAHAHAH Tyme checking himself out in the mirror so he can go and treat the patient he has a crush on

omfg this interaction is so awkwardly tension filled AND I OOP

TYME STEPPING INTO GREATS LEGS LIKE THAT AND MAKING HIM PANIC THIS IS ROMANTIC COMEDY GOLD

Greats like: FUCK this is the beautiful man I’ve been having SEX VISIONS ABOUT

omg Tyme subtly flirting with Great as he treats his wound is killing me

PAHAHAHAH YEAH GREAT YOU STARE AT THAT WAIST … Tyme is a v sexy doctor I have to say

🥹…the way he held greats chin

you have good memory YEAH THATS BC HE FANCIES YOU GREAT jfc Tyme is so flirty I would fold so easily if he were my doctor

Idk if you should be asking people that Great it makes you sound crazy bby

Okay whose body have the police found?????TONKLAS BROTHER??????? poor bby😭😭😭😭 but WHO is Tonklas brother??

Again Greats outfit choices are impeccable

OMFG TITLE YOU ARE A PSYCHO why are you literally fighting Great?!?? Omfg don’t kill him Title

WHERE DID TYME COME FROM??????????? okay there must be two different timelines playing I don’t know how else that would happen

AWWWW TYME YOU WERE WORRIED

YEAH GREAT YOU TAKE THE SEXY MANS NUMBER

oh and we’re back at that weird gambling den that Korn has been so graciously given

Oh poor Tonkla😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

Korn you have no idea you just hung up on your grieving lover😭 ugh this is messy😭

I feel like having a violin player in that tiny office is so unnecessary lmao

Ooohhhhhh Korn you really are in some deep shit aren’t you

Why is Korn in Fahs BEDROOM?? what is going on here? WHY ARE YOU NAKED????? Are you lovers?? Is this an agreement?????? Friends with benefits???? ….the slurp

Tonkla the nice policeman is checking on you bc he thinks you’re pretty!!!!!

OMG TYME????? YOURE THE ONE WHO PUT A MOLE IN KORNS GAMBLING DEN????????

but FOR WHY?????????????

Jesus that was another amazing episode

[wonderstruks]

Pretty

Rockstar! Dad! Eddie x Fem! Teacher! Reader

Summary: Eddie is running late for pick up and you learn some interesting things about him.

Warnings: Fluff!

I DO NOT GIVE ANY PERMISSION FOR MY WORK TO BY COPIED ONTO OTHER SITES

A/n: this one is based off of @luveline 's Eddie and Roan series (which you should totally check out), I absolutely adore dad Eddie and knew I had to make this, so enjoy and happy reading♡

“Now he wasn't hungry any more- and he wasn't a little caterpillar any more. ”

"Because he was a butterfly?"

I smiled kindly at the little girl sitting beside me.

"Correct! Good job Carlee!"

She beamed brightly up at me.

"My daddy taught me that! He told me caterpillars turn into butterflies."

"Did he now?"

"Yeah! He also told me I could be anything I want when I grow up. Do you think I can be a caterpillar? Like the one in the book."

"Absolutely, you'll be the best little caterpillar around!"

"Ms.(y/n) can I color?"

I held in my laughter at how fast she changed her attention to something else.

"Absolutely go get get your pencil box and some paper."

She happily skipped to her cubby.

I looked down at my watch and noticed just how late her father was running.

"Hey Carlee, do you know where your daddy is?"

"Probably at the stu-deeo."

I nodded to no one but myself.

Of course he was. I mean it made sense.

Eddie Munson the actual Rockstar.

When I first learned who her dad was, it surprised me.

First, because he was absolutely rich and famous, and secondly, because he wasn't anything like the tabloids made him out to be.

He was a genuine guy who cared about nothing more than being the best dad he could be.

It made my heart melt a little to see all the affection he had for his little girl, she was his world.

"I DONE!"

I snapped out of my own thoughts and put all my attention on Carlee.

"May I see?"

She smiled before slamming the paper down in front of me.

"This is beautiful Carlee!" I praised her.

"I know! I'm gonna ask daddy to hang it on the fridge. I added all his favorite things so I know he'll love it."

I smiled down at the girl.

"That's very sweet of you."

"I know and look." She pointed to a small stick figure, "it's me."

She moved her finger downward.

"And this is Rosco. He's our doggy."

She moved again.

"And this is you!"

My face contorted in confusion.

"Me?" I asked.

"Yeah! My daddy talks about you all the time, he says you're so pretty."

My face flushed beet red.

"He does?"

She nodded.

"Do you think he's pretty?"

My heart dropped at this awkward interaction.

"I am so sorry I'm late!"

Saved by the bell.

"DADDY!" Carlee screeched, abandoning her belongings and running up to Eddie for a bone-crushing hug.

"I missed you sweet girl, did you have a good day?"

"Yeah Ms.(Y/n) let me color."

"That was nice of her. Did you say thank you?"

"Thank you Ms.(y/n)!"

I let out a small laugh.

"Your welcome Ms.Carlee."

"Alright my little germlin, get your stuff from your cubby so we can get out of here."

The little one raced to collect all her things.

"Hey listen, I'm so sorry about running behind today, I feel so terrible for making you stay after like this."

I looked up at Eddie, "it's alright. I absolutely adore Carlee. I don't mind staying over, she's a good kid."

He smiled at me.

God he looked so cute when he smiled.

I felt my chest tighten.

"Ms. (Y/n), you never answered, do you think my daddy is cute too?"

I felt like I had stopped breathing.

Did she really just ask this?

I could feel my face heating up.

If only I looked over I would see Eddie in the same predicament.

"Yes Carlee, your dad is very pretty."

I couldn't stop the words from coming out my mouth.

I didn't want to lie and offend the little girl.

She smiled and gripped onto the bag that was two sizes too big for her.

"Pretty, huh?"

I refused to make eye contact with him out of embarrassment.

"Awe don't go shy Ms.(Y/n) I think you're pretty too." Eddie said.

I curiously looked at him to see him smirking at me.

"How about as an apology for making you stay late, I'll take you out for dinner tomorrow, my treat."

This isn't real.

This could not actually be happening.

I had to be dreaming.

"Sure."

"Good I'll see you tomorrow then."

He held out his hand for the little one, she was quick to grab it and drag him away from the classroom, but I could still hear their conversation.

"Is Ms.(y/n) my new mommy now?"

"We'll talk about this in the car."