#im ready to stop being sick tho i need to go to work

[whyse7vn]

MILITARY WIFE -

[ot7 x reader]

SEOKJIN -

jin: if you’re pregnant now this the time to tell me

y/n: blocking you

jin: you are my fire

y/n: kick fucking rocks seokjin

jin: breaking both my legs

y/n: are you gonna miss me that much?

jin: no

being in the army seems like so much effort

y/n: bye

jin: i’m so fr

what the fuck am i kim seokjin gonna do in the fucking army

y/n: ran laps and shit idk

jin: FOR 2 YEARS

oh no

sorry not going

i have a really bad knee and ur pregnant my arm is bent backwards and hitting all these c4’s has given me slight brain damage

y/n: clearly

jin: what

y/n: what

jin: plus ur like super depressed and me leaving would only increase that depression which is understandable

yk? since i’m me and all

y/n: i think i’ll be fine

jin: don’t lie babe

y/n: just say ur gonna miss me and move on kim seokjin

jin: i won’t and pls stop saying my full name i don’t know you like that…

y/n: suddenly ur single

jin: wtf what did i do

y/n: i’m so sick of you

jin: see a doctor or something idk?

but we need to make a baby like rn ur not pregnant right ?

y/n: no and i don’t plan on being anytime soon

jin: um that’s not apart of the plan…

i clearly said ur pregnant my arm is bent backwards and something bout a knee injury are you not following?????

y/n: no i am

i just think ur being ridiculous

jin: ME???????

i think ur the ridiculous one rn

ur loving bf is trying to stay with you and is willing to go against the laws to do so and ur not helping???

i think we should take a break or something…

y/n: for 2 years?

jin: OMG UR WORKING WITH THEM ARENT YOU?

you want me gone

y/n: …

YOONGI -

y/n:

yoongi: bye

i’m not even gone yet

y/n: i don’t know if i’m ready for the military wife shit…

yoongi: we aren’t married so you don’t need to worry about that life

y/n: shut the fuck up

anyways

bae why didn’t you tell me sooner i mean what if was pregnant or something ???

yoongi: you’ve known for a whole year and ur not pregnant.

y/n: WHAT IF YOONGI

yoongi: do not start this shit again.

y/n: you wouldn’t be there when i gave birth..

the first birthday…

i can’t do this yoongi…

yoongi: oh no i guess we have to break up😱

y/n: yk what i’m gonna have a blast when ur gone

yoongi: crazy

what about the baby

y/n: fuck the baby the baby isn’t real it was a test of your love and commitment to me and you FAILED

yoongi: damn :/

y/n: you’ll be fine tho right

yoongi: ofc my love

y/n: i mean idc i knew that lolz

was just checking

yoongi: i know bby

y/n: ew ur hot and i love you

yoongi: ew?

y/n: ew

yoongi: ew i guess i love you too

y/n: and u think i’m hot?

yoongi: the hottest

y/n: ur so cringe bro

yoongi: bro???

y/n: it’s time to put this picture up i think

yoongi: 😐

y/n: and when people come to our house i’m gonna be like “yeah that’s my husband… he’s out at war rn” (i’m looking out the window at this point) a single tear runs down my face as i rub my stomach and smile “he’ll be back soon” then there’ll be a knock at the door making me and who ever tf is with me jump a little i go answer the door with the person following behind me (they are nosey af) i open the door and gasp “bang pd… what are you doing here?” he’s holding his hat in his hands and looks really upset he looks at the ground as he speaks to me “y/n….”

yoongi: what the fuck

let the pregnancy thing go

and just because i’m joining the military doesn’t mean i’m going to war you know that right?

and why do i have to die at the end?

y/n: you need to be asking the real questions like who tf is in the house with me ?

also i never said you died YOU said that

yoongi: well it was implied that i died

y/n: shut UP

yoongi: anyways im omw home put the heating on

y/n: sir yes sir 🫡

JIMIN -

y/n: WHEN YOU SAID LIGHT IT UP LIKE DYNAMITE YOU WAS FR THIS WHOLE TIME ?!?

jimin: yeah babe 😔💔

y/n: you fr gonna me lighting hoes up ????

jimin: with a little funk and soul

y/n: omg send me a pic of ur first ak 🥺

jimin: idk if they’ll actually give us guns

y/n: why not?

jimin: kim namjoon with a gun make that make sense

y/n: ur so right

maybe they’ll just give you one

and yoongi the others idk…

my boys and their lil pistols 🥺🥺🥺🥺

jimin: do you think i’ll look good bald?

y/n: no

but it’s okay i’ll still love you

jimin: …

y/n: xoxo

NAMJOON -

y/n: you taking this army shit too far don’t you think…

namjoon: 🤨

y/n: i’m ur number one supporter always but like…

i’m all for army don’t get me wrong

but actually joining one i think you’ve got confused…

namjoon: babe.

y/n: so if you could fix ur confusion then we can continue

namjoon: buzzcut

y/n: ur bags are packed

when do you join

when do i get to see

you can take your phone with you right

GOd FORBID I LET YOU TAKE THAT FUCK ASS ANDROID make sure you take that iphone

you can definitely send me photos right

ur gonna be so buff omg

i’m gonna combust

but i like ur long hair

wtf no

☹️☹️☹️☹️

it makes you look so great

it’s so you

so soft

frames ur face so nicely

what if i hate the buzz

what if ur head is wonky

nvm u cant do it

tell them ur not going because what if the other people bully you for ur wonky head

i won’t be there to help you

i cant have that

ok it’s official you’re staying

namjoon: babe

y/n: call them namjoon before it’s too late

namjoon: it’s going to be fine

y/n: no it’s not

wtf am i gonna do without you

FOR 2 YEARS BABE

ur telling me i have to eat alone as in all by myself ?

no thanks

i’ll pass

namjoon: stop it

it’ll be fine

y/n: 😟😟😟😟😟😟

don’t talk to me i’m sad

man

what the heck

ok i’m over it

namjoon: oh?

y/n: yep

namjoon: cool

y/n: cool.

namjoon: 👍🏻

y/n: fuck you and ur stupid little thumbs up

namjoon: what

y/n: what if i also join the army

namjoon: be fr with me love

y/n: WDYM i could so do it

namjoon: right…

if you were to join

it literally changes nothing

y/n: :c

we could shoot guns together

and have a picnic on the field

namjoon: we would be separated babe

y/n: FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU

namjoon: oh wow

y/n: i am over it

namjoon: ofc you are

y/n: are you trying to fight me??

namjoon: no??

y/n: how about i pack ur bags now

just leave me in the dirt already idc

namjoon: ☹️

TAEHYUNG -

y/n: is all of seventeen single?

tae: idk wtf

i do not see why this is relevant

y/n: yk

tae: yk what?

y/n: i’m going to ask google

tae: hello what???

y/n: google didn’t help

the bitch said maybe maybe not

loser

she’s supposed to KNOW

tae: what is going on

and do you not have their numbers

thought u were besties

y/n: IK THAT

but i can’t just ask like that what if they catch on

what then tae

tae: catch on to what?

y/n: that i want one of them

are you silly

keep up

but that would totally ruin my whole plan

tae: ???

are you sick in the head

ur bf is right here

you are actively telling me all this yk that right?

ur kinda a bad cheater

y/n: hey

i need to make plans for the future ur gonna be gone for 2 years i need to be loved

tae: i’ll still love you when i’m in the army wtf

y/n: cute

but that will not cut it

who will i wake up to everyday?

who will play the trumpet at 9pm really loud and do it as bad as you?

who will talk to me about their sick obsession with feet?

tae: fine be like that

i just find a new gf fuck you

cheating BITCH

y/n: wtf

that is not fair i let you kiss and cuddle ur all ur little members for our whole relationship

i think it’s only fair that i get to hold a seventeen members hand for a bit

tae: i DO NOT kiss and cuddle them wtf

y/n: okay.

tae: what if somebody leaks our chats and the people believe that

it will ruin my perfect image

y/n: they already think you kiss and cuddle and ur doing perfectly fine

tae: how do you know

y/n: how do you not know

tae: what seventeen member do you want

y/n: don’t talk about my bfs like they are shopping items

but i am not picky woman

first come first serve

tae: but you-

nvm idc

fuck you

y/n: maybe i’ll date them all at once

then i fr never be lonely

tae: my fans will dox you and take all ur money

y/n: booo

my house is your house

my money is your money

we’ll be doxxed and broke together when you come back 😍

my 13 men will take care of me when ur gone

tae: 13 men is 26 feet 🦶

y/n: this is when i stop talking to you

JUNGKOOK -

jk: :(

me when i think about going to the army

:/

me when i think about being alone

:(

me when think about being away from you

:/

me 2 hours ago

:D

me rn

y/n: what changed in the last 2 hours

jk: i got something

y/n: what did you get

jk: i don’t want to tell you

just know it makes me happy and i’m a grown adult so i can buy what ever i want

y/n: omg okay.

why so defensive what the hell

jk: you shouted at me last time i told you about something i got

y/n: jungkook you brought a rock for 4k

a

ROCK

for

4

k

jk: the past is the past for a reason

y/n: anyways

what did you get

jk: not telling

anyways have i told you how much i love toy story

loved it for my whole life

y/n: you watched it for the first time yesterday

jk: ok?

y/n: bye

maybe going to the army will do you good

they might be able to scare you into acting right

jk: i act perfectly fine the heck?

y/n: a 4k rock is not perfectly fine to me

LIKE FR A PLAIN NORMAL ROCK it’s all coming back to me ur actually so sick in the head omg

jk: LET IT GO OMG

ur making me upset

y/n: what the fuck jungkook

jk: ?????

y/n: how much money did you pay for this

jk: not following

are we still on the rock?

because it was 4k you literally just said that

y/n: jungkook

jk: stop saying my name i’m kinda scared rn

y/n: WHY DID A PACKAGE OF 1462 TOY STORY SOCKS JUST COME TO MY DOOR?

jk: oh

lolz

why would you open it

was my package not urs :(

y/n: how much was it

jk: my phone is going crazy rn omg

i think someone leaked my number

i have to get rid of it asap omg

y/n: i will not let you into this house

how much was it

jk: haha

so um

funny thing is

omg is that car coming towards me?

omg i think itBDSHD/£:££:£:£:;£;&3&348(8(8(84847£4£44££;£3&3&

hey

this is a random lady on the street ur bf jungkook got hit by a car he idk if he’s alive let me pass the phone

hEy babbbe i cAn hrdly breatheee rn idk if i’m gnA make ittttt

jst know in my last momentttts i was thInking obf u luv u biye xx

y/n: do not come home unless you want to die fr

jk: hello this is the random lady again ur bf died i’m sorry for ur loss

y/n: how much did the socks cost you

jk: 7

y/n: 7?

jk: k

y/n: i pray the army takes everything from you

jk: ….

y/n: including ur will to live

HOSEOK -

hobi: until i join the army i have decided to live my life as an australian

starting now

y/n: how unfortunate

hobi: naur way it’s dandy mate

y/n: oh wow

what made you make this decision?

hobi: i saw that new jeans girl say let’s gaur and my life was changed mate

y/n: ur accents so strong it comes through in text that’s crazy i must say

hobi: let’s gaur down under on top naur way

y/n: this is taking years off my life

hobi: naur way mate hopefully it takes 2 years off mine mate let’s gaur

y/n: this feels like it’s a form of self punishment

hobi: bingo mate naur way you’ve cracked it i wanna die mate

y/n: wow

this is a lot to take in all at once

hobi: naur mate this is crush hour crush hour let’s gaur

y/n: idk if australians say naur in every sentence

hobi: naur mate it’s an auzzy thing mate you would get it let’s gaur

y/n: no cuz ur so right my fault

hobi: naur i think it’s time i end this let’s gaur

i will now only talk in song lyrics

starting now

pop pop pop

y/n: oh man

i was just starting to like the australian thing

hobi: pull my sneakers on

tell me tell me

y/n: tell you what?

hobi: got army right behind us when we say so

y/n: soon u will be army

isn’t that crazy

hobi: darling i don’t wish you well

y/n: omg ?!

rude

breaking up with you

hobi: i might kill my ex

y/n: sick little fuck

hobi: kiss kiss fall in love

baby i’m sorry

y/n: forgive you

hobi: i’m not sorry

ok i’ve decided i only want to talk in emoji

starting now

☠️

y/n: i feel like i’m having a stroke

hobi: 😭🙏🏻

y/n: i’m leaving now

hobi: 😟😟😟😟😟😟

😣😣😣😣😣

😰😰😰😰😰

😞😞😞😞😞

😐😐😐😟😟

…

kinda hate this one. did write it before jin left too so yez also sorry jimin’s one is kinda short it’s sosososs long to make these individual ones i feel like as i go through each member you can see me low-key going insane and shit not making any sense hope you enjoyed it tho xoxo

[myescapediary]

Update

I don't even know where to begin with everything that has been going on in my life.

School: I graduated a month ago, started grad school 2 weeks after graduation. I am half way through my summer course and i'm so ready for it to be over. It has not been terrible but i have been able to manage my time since i am working 2 jobs as of right now to be able to pay off my summer tuition. I am more than excited to graduate next year around this time. Time is going to fly by, i know its only going to get harder throughout the year but i am ready, i feel confidenT.

Work: I am still working at Deron's, I have been working at scream truck for almost three months now; I am so grateful because i will be able to pay my summer tuition. I am worried for the fall though, i will be starting my internship which is 22.5 hours and thats a whole part-time job UNPAID. Like brooo i'm gonna be broke af fr, idk what im gonna do but ima just hope for the best. i will be sacrificing my summer to be able to save up the most i can.

Social Life: I still hang with p-way crew surprisingly, its been 2 years lmao and im still surprised. It is cool, i just go out with the and kind adjust laid back from trying to become friends friends with them specially the females. i cant do it, they be doing too much so distance has been great.

Love life: J is still there cus he chooses too, he irks me now tho. I am sick of him constantly calling me. Idk when he's going to stop honestly lmao. M esquina bf is still around but only at esquina LMAO. Jz, he is cool but its not as awkward anymore we just keep our distance out of respect of his relationship, he is ugly now tho lmao. DV, bru he needs his own page cus that man stresses me out there's always something going on with us/him. On the day of my grad party, he came, left, then came back at night which we surprisingly ended up going to get breakfast and going over his house till like 11am LOL. Early that morning he spoke to me about "us" and all this bs, it was such a weird convo since i would've never thought we will ever have that conversation. We spoke about how the connection is always there and how I will be willing to date him if he's not gonna on some bs or disrespect me. We then texted for a couple days after, here and there like usual. We then hung out on June 13th, we went to applebee's , then his house to drink and smoke. it was a great time, it always is and that's what I love. He told Alexis how he would consider dating me fr, how we would be a power couple since we both have careers and how he likes that i'm family oriented, loyal and have no reg flags. I think he isn't ready to commit right now, he likes being a hoe, and he thinks i'm too busy with my work.school schedule. i am not gonna just sit here and wait around though. I do see myself getting with him but I don't st the same time. i do get annoyed or feel a type of way whenever i find something out but he's not my man so i should not care but i do cus he's leading me on. i hate it here lol

June 19th, 2024

[madxzxz]

Getting drunk makes me feel every single heartbeat go through out my whole body I feel the blood pumping into the roots of my teeth if I feel my head pound with blood I feel it in my arms and legs it's the first time I've been drunk since all this and I've been letting myself feel everything so deeply and it's actually been really good I made lots of progress emotionally like 80% to 90% but it's just so hard to get past the last hurdle and you let go every morning and night and it just comes back and when you don't want to let go it's even harder and I suppose I need a break from feeling I've done so much work I deserve it I deserve to run away and hide for a bit now I'm gonna focus on my body pumping my teeth dancing in my mouth full of blood the heat all over my body because of my warm hot hot love filled blood overflowing into the world for anyone who can handle it even the man in my dreams that yelled at me I gave love to I am a lover and I give it out easily and that's ok because there is no soul in this world that doesn't deserve love I can't move my head because my eyes can't keep up and it makes me feel all weird and probably motion sick I'm ready to feel hurt but after this break I don't actually feel any emotions right now I can only focus on the pulsing it's wild I don't really like being drunk but it's kinda nice to just have nothing absolutely nothing going on only one thing I'm able to focus on and it's keeping me stuck on it I'm so close to letting go I know it it's just really a very steep climb but this is the last stretch I'm gonna rest and I'll be able to do it I've been let free from me and them we both finally let me free thank you I hope I can muster the will power to keep myself free so I can really just push up this hill and not stop to take any breaks or even back track I've got this I'm so fuckin good at living even tho I always feel like I'm just surviving because I'm a ball of confusion and worry and in aimless but really it doesnt matter im living and i only eorry because of outsidr forces but I'm great abd i knoe what i eant even if i dont knoe ehat i eant i knoe ehat ican do to make myself feel and feel good and really be fulfilled I kinda lik capitalism because I'm a consumer but I would trabsend it if I could I'd be doing random things that catch my intestines and only that abd helping peoplr and spreading as much energy through the world as I can thats the real point in life the transfer of energy everything does ut its constant throug oit every thing in this life in this universe a d I will do my part

[mrsmount16]

One where mason takes care of you drunk/hangover if that’s ok with u <3

Ofc its okay, I took a little break and as I type this rn its 1am and im trying to write my requests up, my back is in literal bits tho I feel like its broken🤣 update: I hate this im so sorry anon.

Warnings: None like always <3.

You and Mason always had nights out together whenever you could. You loved to party, rave, dance, sing, everything, and he would always accompany you. You went out with friends every two weeks, on the Friday. It was always just something to look forward to with two weeks full of work and then a cool down and a social life with the people you loved the most.

Unfortunately, Mason couldn't make it this Friday. He was training early tomorrow morning and didn't want to have a major hangover that he knew he would regret when the early morning hours came around.

You insisted that you would stay home with him, have a night in and watch a movie, but he refused to let you stay, he waited on the bed for you to get ready and once you was he showered you with compliments and kisses and drove you to your friends, seeing them outside and explaining his reason why he wouldn't be joining tonight.

That night was honestly the most fun you've had, like every other fortnight on this day. You had to confess that you maybe had one too many and it was definitely affecting you in every possible way. At around 3am you begged your friends to go home, they were raw party animals and were more about 'in the moment' rather than the future and the consequences, but you wanted to respect that Mason had to be up early and didn't want to be too disruptive, even though you already had way too many to count.

When you walked into the house, you had your heels in your hand and your bag in the other, you was tiptoeing, or at least trying too but every step you took you felt like you was going to fall and you made the most noise while tumbling around.

You felt sick to your stomach but you didn't want to wake mason up or try and rely on him, you felt that it wasn't fair.

"Oh, youre back now? This is early for you." You heard a sleepy voice, a yawn followed after. Mason had woken up, peeping his head over the couch. You stood still, looking at him shocked and still on your tip toes.

"Whats wrong?" He asked, getting up and taking your bag and shoes, putting them down on the side.

"Why are you wake? It way too early, go to sleep now." You ordered, crossing your arms and almost falling, slurring your words.

"I wanted to make sure you got home safe, cmon, let me help you to bed." He put an arm around your waist, taking you up the stairs.

"Masey, I don't feel too good." You hung onto him, resting your head on his shoulder.

"Okay, lets get you to the bathroom."

he lightly lowered you onto the bathroom floor, tying your hair up and leaving the room to grab one of his big shirts and some of your pj shorts.

"Thankyou babe" You smiled, starting to undo your dress and get out of it.

"You need help with that?" He chuckled, looking over at you struggling while he was wetting a flannel so you could take your makeup off.

"Yeah, undress me. I know you want to." You smirked, clearly your over confident drunk side came out.

He laughed, shaking his head and started to help take your clothes off and put your comfy clothes on. He started to lightly pat the flannel on your face to remove your makeup.

"Hot." You stated.

"what?"

"You." You put your arms around his shoulders.

"Im so flattered, but you need rest, come on." He smiled, picking you up bridal style and placing you gently on the bed.

"I'm so sorry." you confessed, turning towards him when he eventually got into the bed beside you after cleaning everything up.

"For what?" He asked, placing his arm under your head and pulling the covers up.

It was around 4 am now, and you had none stop teased, been difficult and acted like an adult baby with him, you felt bad as you didn't mean too, and you totally forgot about the hours he had to be up at.

"For being soooo annoying."

"Shut up and sleep, you don't need to be sorry, of course im going to look after my girlfriend. I need to make sure youre okay." He rolled his eyes sarcastically, placing his other hand on your hip.

"I'm so tired and ill, but this was so fun." You looked at the ceiling, "Thankyou Mase."

"No worries babe, glad you had fun. On the side there's some paracetamol and water for tomorrow. Get some rest."

"Okay mase. Love you so so so so so so much." You turned to face him, kissing him gently and snuggling up to him.

"Love you too Y/N." He chuckled, closing his eyes and thinking about how lucky he is to have a girlfriend like you.

[alovesongshewrote]

hello darling! can i request some HCs for Heisenberg with an S/O who has a bunch of dogs? Like im talking 8 pit bulls or summ

thank you!❤️

you don't need to write this if u don't wanna btw!

Woof | Karl Heisenberg Hcs

of course you can!! thank u for requesting!!

Taglist: @prismarts @blixeon @mxcheese @valentimmy @chrysanthykios

HEADCANONS

ok

I'm gonna be 100% honest

I am

A cat person

So i have no clue how dogs work, but i will be damned if i don’t try

…

And i’ll be adding cats to this, because i just

I like cats

ANYWAY

SO

WE’LL START WITH THE DOGS

DOGS

Ok, so, you know that thing that some dog owners do, where they fake throwing a ball and then the dog goes after it because they didn’t notice?

Yeah

So

You do that

And then Heisenberg takes it up 20 levels

I’ve talked about this with @mxcheese

Heisenberg 100%

Throws something metal

Like, actually throws it

And then yeets it back to himself with his powers

Your poor dogs

If it makes you feel any better, he also does that with the lycans, it’s just a Heisenberg thing

AND SPEAKING OF HEISENBERG THINGS

HE IS ABSOLUTELY THAT GUY WHO FUCKIN, ACTS LIKE HE DOESN’T WANT A DOG BUT THEN BECOMES THE DOG’S BEST FRIEND

AND HE DOES THIS WITH ALL OF YOUR DOGS

Like

When you first moved into the factory, he was neutral about the dog thing at best

The lycans were enough for him already

And he was used to general solitude

And your dogs are big and they get into things

AND

They are incredibly protective of you

As in

The first time they saw heisenberg, they almost attacked him because it looked like he was about to hurt you

He wasn’t, so you called them off, but it still spooked Heise to see a pack of large dogs standing behind him, ready to pounce

But like

Within a month, he’d adapted to it

And your dogs to him

You once walked into Heise’s room because you hadn’t seen him all day, and he was passed out in his bed, covered with a blanket of sleeping dogs

You got a picture of that, and he still doesn’t know about it

It’s your homescreen on your phone.

Your small pack of canines will also just

Sit

Around heisenberg

While he’s working

And Heise is never sure if they’re watching him, or if they couldn’t find you, or whatever

But he couldn’t say he didn’t appreciate it

ALSO

IF YOU EVER CONVINCE THAT MAN TO TAKE A BREAK

The dogs will fuckin

Lie on top of him

And on you

You each get four

Now

Just because your dogs adapted to Heisenberg’s presence does not mean they stopped being little shits

They absolutely were

They stole his tools and hid them around the factory

They chewed his shoes

Slept on his bed

Got fur on his clothes

And worst of all

They stole your attention :(

Rip Heisenberg

Honestly tho, the first time you noticed that Heisenberg was kind of jealous of your dogs

You stood up

Smirked

And went

“I wouldn’t worry about that too much. Besides, I think you are their favourite.  I know you’re mine.”

And then you sicked your dogs on him, but like, in a cuddly way

You just laughed at him while he drowned in a pile of fur and dog tongues

Honestly though, the dogs do love heise, no matter how many times he fakes throwing the ball

And their protective nature extends to him, too

One time, you were kind of preoccupied with something, and you couldn’t focus on all of your dogs

And he had a “family” meeting to go to

So

He took like, two dogs to the meeting with him

And when he and Lady D started to fight, as they do

“BARK! BARKBARKBARKBARKBARK!!!! B A R K!!!”

It was literally that one vine

Lady Dimitrescu: GET YOUR FUCKIN DOG, BITCH

Heisenberg: it don’t bite

Lady Dimitrescu: YES IT DO

Lady D ended up standing on one of the church pews while your dogs growled at her and Heisenberg

Lost it

He couldn’t stop laughing for the life of him

then Miranda yelled at him and the dogs, but he didn’t really care, he was laughing too hard

And he was still cackling when he came back to the factory

He tried to explain what happened

But like

He could not

It was legitimately the hardest you’d ever seen him laugh

You just looked at your dogs

and you didn’t know what the fuck they did

but you were glad they did it

AND YEAH

YOU’D BEST BELIEVE THIS MAN STARTS MAKING DOG TOYS

They’re like, weird and metal

But he makes sure they can’t hurt the dogs

And your lil pack loves ‘em

So

You do, too

OH, AND

CONSIDER THIS

You have

7 pitbulls

And 1 grumpy french bulldog

The french bulldog is Heisenberg’s favourite, but shhhh, it’s a secret

(it’s one of the two that growled at Alcina until she climbed onto a church pew)

(Heise has never been so proud)

ALSO CONSIDER

Most of your dogs are rescues

Some of them have scars

And Heise is just like

“Same.”

AND OMG

DRESSING!

THE!

DOGS!

AS!

HEISENBERG!

He acts like he doesn’t think it’s the cutest shit, but you know better

You hear him calling your dogs cuties

You know

...

Holy fuck, maybe i am a dog person

Anyway, cats

CATS

Ok, so

I have cats

I know cats

And cats can be little shits

To match up with the 8 dogs, i'm gonna say you have 12 cats

because even the biggest cat isn’t going to be much bigger than that bulldog

who i have, in my head, named Petunia 

And they are all

bratty little

Garbage eating machines

And you love them

So

Heisenberg’s factory

Is now full of cats

And the cats

Are honestly louder than the dogs

They will meow at all hours

All day

And all night

They would probably keep you from sleeping, but

Karl Heisenberg doesn’t fucking sleep

So he’ll feed them, or pet them, or whatever it is they want so that you can sleep

And yes, they will crawl onto him and purr while he’s working

It’s soft

The cats will also play with his hair

And

And his sunglasses

If you have both cats and dogs, the cats will steal the glasses and the dogs will hide them

S P E A K I N G O F C A T S A N D D O G S

Dogs

When you pick em up

They have to be put down carefully, right?

Well, when it comes to cats

Honestly? 

you can just fuckin bowl a cat

Consider tho

Having spent most of his life alone in his factory

Heisenberg doesn’t know this

So

When you go to put down one of the cats after holding him like a little baby for a little too long

And you just fuckin

DROP HIM

Heise just goes

“Y/N, WHAT THE FUCK”

It’s v funny

Eventually he learns that cats are tough as hell

And not just because you can drop them, but because

One of them went at miranda

Same scenario as before, he has the fur babies at a family meeting

Though this time the cat is fucking

Hiding in one of his pockets or some shit

(he’s a man, he has big pockets)

And like

He’s listening “intently”

When he notices a fluffy little thing about to pounce on miranda

He coughs and one of the lycans grabs her

The cat, not miranda

And he goes and picks her up later like

“SNOWBALL, WHAT THE FUCK”

And the cat just

“Meowwwwwwwwwww”

AND HE GOES

“Same.”

And i know i just said this

But once again

Heise has never been more proud

And then it’s 2 a.m, and Snowball and the gang are fucking

Zooming around the factory

Knocking shit over

Yelling

And he’s like

“Ah, yes, I remember now. I adopted a pack of fuckin gremlins.”

Man, at least the dogs slept through the night

Oh well

They sleep during the day

And they’re cute as hell doing it

Also, like

I know it’s the wrong Cats

But you made Heisenberg watch Cats (2019)

And he may be a spooky scary metal man with spooky scary mutant siblings

But that was the scariest fucking thing he’s ever witnessed

Anyway, yeah

cats

[moonlit-imagines]

Headcanons for being Hope van Dyne’s child

Hope van Dyne x child!reader

Scott Lang x stepkid!reader

warnings: insects (ants), sharp weapons

a/n:

prompt: anonymous: “Happy holidays darling! Would you write HC for Hope Van Dyne's child? Love the step-parents HC 🥰”

growing up as a lil smarty pants

grandpa hank was pretty proud, although he didn’t see you very much

once every few years

but he did tell you all these crazy stories about his adventures that you honestly thought were just fiction (until you were older)

“and i was as small as an ant, but i was still incredibly strong! remember that, kid. just because you aren’t as big as someone else doesn’t mean you can’t beat them” -hank

“y/n doesn’t need to be hearing those stories, hank” -hope

“why not? they have important life lessons in them!” -hank

“why does mommy call you ‘hank?’” -you

“because mommy hates grandpa, isn’t that right?” -hank

“okay, i think that’s enough of this visit. come on, y/n, time to go” -hope

your mom was very supportive of you, nonetheless

she wanted to be different from her dad

so she showed up to EVERYTHING

birthdays, sick days, tucking you in for bed, parent-teacher conferences, art shows, you name it

“here’s some tea, jellybelly. it’ll make your throat feel better” -hope

“mom, i think i’m dying” -you

“you’ll be fine” -hope, givin’ u a kiss on the forehead

life wasn’t like, extra crazy or anything. sometimes she’d bring you to work and honestly? darren cross didn’t seem like the worst guy. he even brought you whatever you might need if your mom was staying late at work

“hey, van dyne junior! i brought you a puzzle that might keep you busy for a while...and a happy meal from mcdonalds! let me know if you need anything else, me and your mom will just be in the lab for a little while” -darren

“thank you!!!” -you

uh huh, ur mom taught u manners!

anyways you started spending more time with your grandpa cuz they had a plan

thats when you found out that his “turning small” stories were not, in fact, bullshit

“wait grandpa...you actually did shrink as small as an ant?” -you

“why would i lie?” -hank

okay well cue you wanting to shrink down to ant size now it was your new aspiration

you did learn how to command ants tho!!!!!!

but unfortunately (or not so unfortunately) hank brought scott to the party

“hi!” -you, waking scott up

“what?!” -scott, jumping back against the headboard

“hi.” -you, staring at him “im y/n. these are my ants”

bullet ants were just crawlin around the place

“oh, that’s....that’s cool. any chance you could tell me where i am or how i got here” -scott

“wouldn’t you like to know, weather boy” -you, leaving abruptly

“are you bothering our guest?” -hope, watching you proudly nod “good job, jellybelly”

mom taught u how to punch 🥰🥰🥰

and let you use scott as a punching bag

but scott wasn’t like awful or anything he was just insufferable at times

“i think you’d like my daughter cassie. she’s weird and smart just like you” -scott

“did you just call me weird? mom, can i punch him again?” -you

“no no no! i meant weird in a good way! please dont hurt me anymore!” -scott

chasing him around the yard ready to ATTACK

hank had to tell u to cut it out

“dont tell them what to do” -hope

“someone has to” -hank

“excuse me? i parent y/n just fine, better than you ever did for me!” -hope

“do they do this often?” -scott

“every time they see each other but that’s not very much” -you

“hm...hey, do you like ice cream? specifically baskin robbins?” -scott

ur mom said “we do not associate with idiots ❤️” and then proceeded to associate with said idiots

scott did end up saving u from darren tho bc that mf tried to hold u hostage and scott was really not in the mood for that bullshit

“you alright, y/n?” -scott

“murder is okay, right?” -you

after that whole ordeal he and your mom were kinda a thing uh huh

and he introduced you to cassie!!! she was amazingly sweet and you could def see the family resemblance

“is this my new sibling?! i’ve always wanted one!” -cassie

“hey, me too!” -you

you hung out with her on a weekly basis, with or without scott

and mom and grandpa were working on a ✨special project✨

one you insisted on being apart of

“no, y/n, we can’t make you your own suit. you’re too young for this sort of thing” -hope

“pleaaaaase mom? i swear i’ll he responsible with it!” -you

“you’re mother is right, y/n. you’re just not ready yet. maybe someday, but not anytime soon” -hank

scott took you on family bowling trips yes he did

and just corny stepdad shit

but he went to germany and mom and him broke up and FF to two years later when you guys had finally reunited

“scott!! you asshole!!” -you, like this -> :)

“kiddo!! sorry to hear that!!” -scott, same energy

shading him the whole time

“ach mein gott” -you

“are you kidding me, y/n? i make one mistake. ONE” -scott

“you’re one mistake has caused me to live in MINIATURE HOMES” -you

“THAT SOUNDS LIKE A GOOD THING” -scott

“WELL IT’S NOT” -you

“did you at least miss me?” -scott

“sicher habe ich” -you

“god dammit” -scott

surprise!! u kind of had a suit (for emergencies)

as a van dyne/pym, it was almost a necessity to know how to use pym particles

scott acted like a proud dad

“wow, you’re really doing it!!!” -scott

“halt die klappe” -you

“please stop” -scott, tearing up

finding out about ✨grandma✨

she possessed scott and touched ur face and told you that she was so excited to meet you but you didn’t know wtf was going on and you had the urge to smack scott but THANKFULLY you did not

“i have to meet her for real! let me help you guys!” -you

“okay” -hope

“what? really?” -you

“it’s about time we put your genius to good use” -hope

scott offered you a high five for that and u literally accepted it

“don’t get too happy, that was just an in-the-moment thing” -you, watching scott’s eyebrow raise “fine. you can have a hug”

okay okay well everything went okay and then half the world ~vanished~ including ur whole family but like cassie and her family took you in and you spent five years very alone and upset until one day cassie called you downstairs and whoopdedoo???? scott???????

“is my mom with you?” -you

“sorry, sport, she’s not...do you have your suit with you? we need to go on some...hero business” -scott

you missed scott a lot over the past 5 years, this really did cheer you up, even if it was just him

“how’ve you been holding up the past few years” -scott

“the world sucks, man” -you

“i can see that” -scott

he turned on some tunes for the two of you to enjoy otw to the avengers hq and it was probably the best memory you created since everyone disappeared

“wait, reach into the glove box” -scott

“oh, god, i hope there’s no rodents in here...” -you, reaching for a picture “is this..?”

“family photo!! you were little back then, i can’t believe how time flies. i mean, it flew really quick for me, the quantum realm is no joke” -scott

you were busy staring at the picture of your mom, you really missed her

busy ~saving the world~

and going to 2012 with scott

“hey uh just so you know, i might be able to make pym particles” -you

“‘might?’ and if we use faulty pym particles we ‘might’ die. would you like that?” -tony

“hey, back off, stark. they’re just trying to help” -scott

next thing u know ur in present day and THEN u actually got to hold the scepter bc scott let u

“im gonna stab you!!” -you

“no!!!” -scott

the other avengers, literally mourning natasha while you chase him around with a sharp weapon: 😧

okay after the place was destroyed u got to face mr. purple man and yo mama showed back up and saw you on the front lines

“y/n????” -hope

“mom????” -you

“scott!!!!” -scott

“really, scott? a shrek reference? now?” -you “...nice”

the reunion with your mom was short and sweet but you missed her forehead kisses and she gave you one immediately!!!! and she was crying but you were too bc damn

“listen, after this, we’re gonna have such a fun family night. i’m so sorry i couldn’t be there for you all this time” -hope

“mom, it wasn’t your fault...it was that purple bastard, let’s get him!” -you

“they grow up so fast...” -hope

i n s e c t f a m

insect fam killed it out there and then ✨attended tony’s funeral✨ together right after

that’s one solid family 😌💖

anyways time to celebrate a (halfway) return to normalcy

with your *sister* cassie and your mom and your...scott

you were just happy to all be together again, it’s been WAY too long

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[officialgomezaddams]

Cabin House

if this dosen’t take im shooting myself $wag no TW except usual sadness. Slight simp anakin and breeding kink but iykyk

She sat outside on the porch in her rocking chair, watching the ship in front of her lower its self onto the meadow surrounding the cabin that she lived in with her husband. She smiled to herself, her hands rubbing her pregnant stomach in relief that he was home. It was a new feeling to both of them, homeliness. A family that is now back together. Or at the very least, the start of one. 

They had met when they were both young, Anakin was in Jedi training, and Y/n was a mechanic at the same temple. It was a decent gig, she reasoned with herself. The many hours and days spent watching and learning from her father in his shop had paid off. 

Born and raised in the capital of the galaxy, the high life never slowed down. There was always loud traffic, busy trade; the planet never slept. Anyone could go to a party or club; some festival was always happening. The temple was different, a little peace in the concrete jungle. As the war started, the need for maintenance shot up—the urgency to fix whatever droids or ships needed to be rewired or mending broken welds. Simultaneously, the Jedi and the politicians tried to restore the balance, maintenance fixing everything else. 

A job was a job, and getting herself out of her father’s small auto body garage was a priority for her. Pulling night shift sucked, but the lack of staff and management who wanted to do nights meant she could get away with a lot. 

It started when the shy padawan walked up to her, the shift partner in the area she worked with was sleeping in his chair, and even tho he was older than her and had more experience, Y/n didn’t wake him up. It was her first real interaction with someone who was force sensitive, and she was thanking the stars that this boy somehow made his way to her.

It wasn’t because he was lost. Anakin had been at the temple long enough to know it by hand and could probably draw blueprints of the entire layout. The way around maintenance wasn’t that hard, as he often borrowed material from them to fix small stuff he could handle. Anakin had caught glimpses of her, he would stare at her for the few seconds it took to pass each other while he was leaving the ship and for maintenance to check it for any repairs that needed to be done.

“What’s up, Starboy?” Y/n teased. Even though she had never met him formally, he was quite well known for his destiny. 

He shuffled his feet around, and all the confidence he once had was gone. He looked at her before looking down at the table she was in front of, watching her set down the wrench she was fiddling with. 

“I need an arm.” He shot out, not even knowing how to ask for such a thing. 

“An arm?” She had responded, wanting to make sure he had said the right thing. “Why do you need an arm-” She asked but quickly stopped as he dropped his robe, and she realized he was missing the very thing he had asked for. “Oh. You need an arm.”

It took about six months for the arm to be built. It took a lot of measurements, calculating, and many, many nights for it to be made giving Anakin time to grow his confidence back up and flirt relentlessly with her. Telling her that it didn’t bother him that he would almost get little to no sleep because ‘being with you is a dream I never want to wake up from.’ On the nights he didn’t see her he would tell her, ‘Even though I couldn’t be with you, I still see you in my dreams. The best dreams I will ever have will always be the ones where you are in it. My dreams with you are so sweet to the violent reality of being a Jedi.’ 

The last night the two spent together working on his arm, or to be honest it was just her while Anakin would pour his heart out to her, hoping for something, a kiss, or even the simple statement that she returned his feelings. 

“If I have any problems with my arm, I’m coming to you. For my arm and my heart, you are the only one who knows how to fix them. Help me Y/n, my heart hurts, it burns for you. Every time I leave you or think about how you aren’t mine it aches. It’s so painful. Fix it, please. Tell me you don’t feel the same way, that your heart beats differently to the tune of mine.” He told her, watching her with doe eyes as she concentrated on wiring the last few things together. 

“Isn’t that against your rules?” 

“Attachment is forbidden, possession is forbidden. Compassion, which I would define as unconditional love, is essential to a Jedi’s life. So you might say I am encouraged to feel this way about you.” He stated, awkwardly biting his lip which made her giggle. 

“In three days, I have time off, maybe then you can teach me about this new teaching, and I can teach you something about how to use the arm.”

Neither of them expected it to be like this. Married and expecting. The moment she had told Anakin the news, he had immediately begun thinking of moving. Getting away from the city life and going somewhere more quiet and peaceful. Somewhere the war could not disturb them, so they landed in Alderaan. The whole planet was pulled right from a painting, and the moment they settled on the cozy cabin, they both realized that after years of running around, they finally found their home. With each other, in their soon-to-be family, and in Alderaan. 

As the ship lowered its self to the ground, the woman awkwardly got out of the chair and stood up, holding onto the wooden frame of the porch. Anakin swiftly got out, smiling from ear to ear as he saw her waiting for him. His feet moved on their own as he ran to her, watching her take careful steps to meet him. Before she knew it, his arms were around her, pulling her into him. “Don’t strain yourself for me.” He whispered, kissing her head. 

She was thirty-three weeks into her pregnancy with twins. The two babies growing safely in her womb had made things more difficult for her in terms of moving around, and she had long forgotten her shoes. 

They didn’t move in right away. They waited until work became difficult for Y/n, getting down to work on something wasn’t easy anymore, and she couldn’t be on her feet for more than an hour and a half until her feet started hurting. On the other hand, Anakin wanted to move in as soon as they got it. ‘You shouldn’t have to work, you’re pregnant with our babies, and I want you to enjoy this.’ He also knew how chatty the maintenance section was and was not looking forward to any rumors that could be spread about his wife. ‘Tell them they are mine. I’m not going to let them disrespect my children by disrespecting you. Tell them that I got you pregnant, that you took me in, and this is what my seed is doing to you.’

“How are you, my angel?” He asked, watching as the moonlight hit her face. He had been gone for most of the pregnancy, being forced to leave after her first doctor’s appointment that confirmed that Y/n was with child. Only then, she was nine weeks far too early to be showing anything. He came back to her a few weeks later, and the first thing he did when he greeted her was to kiss her fourteen-week stomach, but he didn’t stay long. The three days they were together were spent moving quickly into the new house. Only the important things she needed were to stay back at the temple so she could continue with work. They didn’t have much, but Anakin insisted on carrying everything, telling her that she was not even to lift her jewelry box because he didn’t want anything to happen to the babies. 

“Bored. I’ve been itching to get back to work; there’s only so much you can crochet before you want to stab yourself with the needles.” She joked, making them both laugh. 

“And the babies?” He asked, his hands dropping to rub the sides of her stomach. It brought him pride to see her like this. Seeing her carrying his child, seeing her full belly, smiling at the thought of the stretch marks that clung to her round belly, knowing that her body was adjusting well. The few times he was able to see Y/n through the hologram, he always admired his wife’s new changing body.

“Restless. I’m hoping now that you’re home, they’ll calm down for a little bit.” Anakin pulled her into a soft kiss. The whole time he had been away, she and the babies were always on his mind. He would wonder if they were kicking or thinking about what to name them. He would think about Y/n, if she was sleeping and if she was pushing herself too hard. He felt terrible for not being there to hold her hair back through morning sickness or walk her around to make sure she got the proper exercise she needed. He felt so useless. 

“How long do I have you back for?” She asked. It was an impossible question because no matter what time frame they had, it wouldn’t be enough. She just wanted him to be here with her, safe. The only good part about being away from the temple was she got away from all the rumors about her husband being dead or being held somewhere and tortured. She wanted him here in their home, enjoying the moments and milestones that she was going through alone. She had convinced herself that if - stars forbid it- something happened to Anakin, she could do it by herself. She could raise the kids and do what she could to make ends meet. It’d be challenging, and she understood that. But in her opinion, what could be harder than going through this pregnancy alone? Forcing herself to get the rooms ready, forcing her co-workers at the temple to help her in the later stages because she couldn’t depend on Anakin. 

He quietly led her to the house, purposefully ignoring the question because he knew that it wouldn’t be the one she wanted to hear. Only when she asked again as they reached the front door, he answered. “A week. Then I have to go back, and I don’t know where the council is sending me. Probably to Hutta.”

“You’re gonna be here for the births, right?” She pressed, stepping into the warm cabin and away from the cool breeze of the night along with his arms. 

“Y/n, I promise that once our children are born, I will be there for everything,” He reassured her. He knew it was a promise that he couldn’t keep. That the Jedi council would most likely tear him away from his family sooner or later. With war, or keeping the force away from the Darkside, he knew that it would be something. “Don’t look at me like that, Angel. You know how hard this is for me. You knew what you were getting yourself into.” He took a step towards her, but she shook her head and stepped back, turning around and began waddling herself towards the shared bedroom. 

“But I didn’t expect it to be left by myself throughout this.” His wife began, with Anakin following her quickly. “All alone and pregnant just to have you, my husband, show up for a few hours or a few days if I am lucky. Then to have him leave me alone again.”

“Am I not here, in our home when I can be?” 

“Our home?” She raised her voice, “It feels as if you are no more than a guest.” Finally turning around to look at him before walking over to the bed and sitting down facing away from him, looking out the window that gave a view of the spacecraft out front. “Anakin, I want to go back to the Coruscant.”

“Going back wouldn’t change a thing.” His words were forced, trying to stay calm and not lose his temper. He was a good husband, or at least he tried to be. It wasn’t easy - for anyone. But he tried, skipping meetings and purposefully doing stuff to get close to you, reporting ships and droids as broken so he could sit with you as you worked on them. Even now, with the war, just being on the opposite side of the same planet was enough for him. “You know that I can’t control what happens out there. I don’t get to pick and choose when I get to stay home!” His anger was cut off by the sound of her whimper. 

“Y/n, Starlight,” He was cautious with his words now, “Y/n?” She would not face him as he sat down next to her on the corner of the bed, his head down in shame. “Please tell me you don’t regret this.” Any of this, he thought to himself, knowing it was always her who got the short end of the lifestyle they had to hide. 

“Anakin, our love is like the Coruscant. It’s messy at first glance, and it’s hard to understand why it hasn’t just fallen apart in chaos. It doesn’t make any sense. But if you squint hard enough and really focus in,” She began slowly, trying not to fall apart. “You can see how nice and beautiful and all of the great things you can get out of it.” Her lip quivered, and her voice broke, letting the painful tears she was holding in anymore. “But I’m so tired of squinting.”

Neither of them looked at each other. While Y/n cried into her hands, Anakin just sat there, trying to figure out what to do. “I-” The reality that this could be it, this is all about to end, made him re-think his words. Did he miss something? Was he too happy that he was starting a family with the girl he fell in love with at nineteen to realize that she was now, what? Fallen out of love for him while she was right about to give birth? For once, Anakin was speechless. He could still fix this, right? I have to fix this. She’s fucking pregnant with my children. Our children. 

“What do you want then? I’m here, now, Angel. I -I don’t know what you want.” His voice was pitiful, but she was strong. She had to if she was going to do this alone.

“I want you to get in your ship and leave.” 

As soon as she said it, he was protesting, ”Go where? Baby, please, don’t make me go back.” He was the one crying now, tears falling mercilessly down his face, realizing that this was it.

“I don’t care where you go, Anakin. Just- you can’t stay here. You make me too sad.” 

[daedalusdavinci]

Post quadsmear eridave bc i am reliable like that

naturally naturally

send me a ship and ill tell you

who hogs the duvet

its dave. eridan sleeps like a fucking mess and keeps way too many throw pillows and blankets and shit in his bed and buries himself in them but at the end of the day dave and his texan cold intolerant ass is winning that fight every time

who texts/rings to check how their day is going

eridan never has to text dave because dave does not actually stop texting him ever it is a nonstop stream of consciousness in the way that only dave fucking strider can manage i know i said dirk does this but dave is the fucking blueprint ok no one does it like dave

who’s the most creative when it comes to gifts

dave. easily. eridan has more extravagant gifts but that doesnt always mean creative or thoughtful

who gets up first in the morning

dave wakes up at the asscrack of dawn and the only reason eridan wakes up before noon is because of work

who suggests new things in bed

im firmly in the "theyre both sex repulsed asexuals" camp but i think eridan is more in denial about it bc he has unhealthy views on his own self worth so i guess its eridan???? lol

who cries at movies

eridan. seadwellers are weepy they cant help it hes complaining as hes crying that its not that sad and dave is laughing at him he hates watching pixar movies

who gives unprompted massages

dave. hes fidgety and likes physical contact and eridan loves it so like the touch starved people pleaser he is he goes out of his way to do it

who fusses over the other when they’re sick

fussing might be the wrong word. dave is very thoughtful when hes not making fun of eridan for being overly dramatic and whiny about being sick, but hes not like. fussy or worried. eridan..... tries. but he also worries. mostly because his attention quota isnt being met and it makes him really uncomfortable when dave is so quiet and tired. sooooo do w that what you will

who gets jealous easiest

eridan. easily. dave doesnt get very jealous but eridan struggles with it a bit because thats valuable attention that hes not getting

who has the most embarrassing taste in music

dave bc hes a hipster douchebag who only listens to shit no ones heard of but also eridan because he just has bad taste and listens to something cringe like opera or troll kpop (which isnt to say that either of those are cringe but the way he engages with them is. yeah. hes that guy.)

who collects something unusual

dave collects dead things i think he wins this one forever and always

who takes the longest to get ready

eridan. i dont need to explain this we already know

who is the most tidy and organized

its actually dave? they both get really cluttery but dave like....... tries. and eridan does not.

who gets most excited about the holidays

dave never celebrated anything growing up and when he did it usually didnt end well for him so he doesnt super care about holidays at all. eridan does not care about being culturally sensitive and also doesnt care about human holidays. he cares more about troll holidays and participates in them, but not overenthusiastically

who is the big spoon/little spoon

it switches around but id say eridan is usually little spoon because hes a princess like that

who gets most competitive when playing games and/or sports

eridan has problems. he played flarping. yeah.

who starts the most arguments

eridan because hes dramatic and whiny and petty and sometimes dave thinks its funny to deliberately bait and antagonize him

who suggests that they buy a pet

dave. dave wants a lizard, and then he wants chickens, and then a cat, and then-

what couple traditions they have

bullying each other, mostly

what tv shows they watch together

the most garbage reality tv ever, and also documentaries, tho they struggle more with picking one theyre both interested in for that

what other couple they hang out with

dave is attached to roses hip, so whoever shes dating, and also probably whoever karkats with, because karkats a mutual friend

how they spend time together as a couple

its a lot of cuddling and picking on each other tbh. theyre super touchy and affectionate but they can also just drive each other crazy and they manage this all at once

who made the first move

eridan, definitely

who brings flowers home

dave

who is the best cook

gonna say dave. ik its a rlly popular hc that dave cant cook but youtube exists and no one was feeding him so i think he just kind of figured it out on his own. maybe hes not the best chef, but he can feed himself. eridan tho? eridan cant. eridan is a spoiled rich kid he doesnt know how to cook

[ushiwakaout]

parings: Kenma x reader, Oikawa x reader

warning: Fluff, bad grammar. nsfw under black line. fem reader. TIME SKIP HAIKYUU

a/n: request are open! please don’t be afraid to do so!

Kozume Kenma

Match made in heaven

Both of you are at home workers, other than the fact that kenma is a CEO of his own company

You work for him, you’re his editor and you work pretty fast since you obviously do nothing in your day but edit and binge watch anime

you guys could probably go days without talking and just communicate physically and understand everything.

If you go to the store, and he’s gaming that’s when you’ll talk

Always knock before you go into his little studio room

You never come behind him anymore because one time he was filming a scary gameplay with a heart monitor and everyone thought you gave him a heart attack 

but no, kenma is just baby and you wanted a good laugh- you felt really bad about it tho bc it was live and you where crying your ass off and he was yelling at you 

fake breakup video like the next day for trolling

Okaya anywho

if you want his attention and he’s live, you remove one side of his headset and kiss his cheek (theres a several compilation videos of you doing that all over youtube) “I’m going to the store, you want anything?” 

you always wait like 30 seconds and caress him a little to let him know you’re physically there and not just standing there.

“Uh- yeah... yeah. Hold on.” (there is also a compilation of kenma just ignoring you and you just standing there until he answers) 

you always end up naming his favorite snacks, drinks and food and he either agrees or denies. 

everyone thinks its weird how your relationship works

SOME MANY VIDEOS OF “kenma and y/n communicating without any words” 

you go many places by yourself since kenma does very long streams or just long videos

you both stay up really late together

if hes not making videos hes looking at paperwork and if hes not doing that he’s helping you edit

somehow kenma is the more productive one

you have channel yourself that slowly grows thanks to kenma

you only do lives and leave up the whole streams bc you dread editing but you’ll do anything for kenma

just to make extra cash you have and OF

most of the videos consist of watching you play video game while kenma eats you out under the desk

a lot of audios because kenma doesn’t like being his face filmed while having sex

theres a video in your own OF when you do a tik tok trend where you surprise him while he’s filming 

“Kenma can you help me for a second.”

“Hmm, what is it kitten?” 

He paused his game and while his chair turned you undid your robe

Luckly he’s not live and kept the camera on

He just smiles and spreads his legs for you

(gdiewgsfiuchsiufviusdghvypofgsivhrwshb my brain is malfunctioning ugh im so in love with kenma its not even funny)

He makes you sit on his lap, as he suckles your nipple in his mouth. 

His hand firmed tightly around your rips as he kisses every inch of your chest

“You’re so pretty... So fucking pretty.” He mumbles. He’s kissing down your chest all the way to your tummy before picking you up and making you stand 

He makes you stand in front of the camera while stands behind you and kisses the crook of your neck. 

“I want you to look in the camera for me kitten, can you do that?” He kisses her jaw “Can you be a good girl for me?”

(wow if i write any more smut for kenma i think i might go crazy jskwbvbdei)

sex is very much a frequent thing, most of the time it starts as cock warming while watching a movie and two second later your begging to milk kenmas cock again

he loves when you beg for his cock, makes him feel wanted

he loves feeling your tight pussy clench around him when hes about to cum and you’re cumming for the third time, panting, begging, crying to having him fill you up with his hot cum.

Blow jobs under his desk or while hes on an important call are a must.

you love watching his cock slowly twitch with pre cum when you lick his shaft

mmm i need to stop- i love him so much ugh

Oikawa Tooru 

Being lazy in argentina was a dream but a little lonely

Tooru was always away at practive but lcukly the apartment he had been renting had a pool, and you spend most of your days at the pool, reading or playing some game he just bought you

you hate how early he freaking wakes up

hes making breakfast and blending shakes at like 5 in the morning 

there’s days he doesn’t really mean to wake you, you know the difference bc if he wants to wake you he’ll leave the blender run for a while and if h doesn’t he does it in seperate pulses so it’s not so damn loud

if he does it on purpose, he has breakfast ready for you before his own

doesn’t expect you to stick around after you eat 

when he wakes you on accident he’s like “Oh my baby i’m so sorry honey.” 

cue kiss attacks, warm hugs and him making you a cup of coffee/tea, whatever you prefer that morning

he’s so sweet

he knows you work hard too (even tho it doesn’t seem like it bc people think youtubers and streamers have an easy job when it clearly is mentally very stressful)

He knows that when he wakes you up, you had legit just gone to bed like two hours ago. 

sometimes you sleep though the noise and before he leaves he wakes you up just a little so he can kiss you goodbye.

its always something like *shake* *shake* “Baby.... honey”  *caressing of the head/cheek/hair* “I gotta go to practice now, give me a kiss princess.” you always wake up to the sound of that and give his a really sweet and tender kiss. Oikawa really just wants to fall back asleep with you and hold you, especially today since it was a cold morning

after you give him the kiss, you caress his cheek and then shove him away- a little jumpy that he need to go. “Love you.” you mutter before covering yourself with the blankets 

he always slaps your ass over the blankets, it never huts but it’s just a sign of his actually leaving to practice 

You wear his stuff when he leaves

low key have attachment issues since you moved with him to Argentina

other than pool side reading, or doing a few laps before breakfast- you really don’t do anything but work.

Work for you consisted you of just playing video games or streaming

You’re popular on the female side of gamers 

sometimes you have streams where you ask your fans to play and write down their handles and you’d add them to a game or sum

Everyone knows your dating a professional volleyball player an they think it’s an interesting duo

You cry when Tooru brought Hinata over, he smelt like home

you def. helped him adjust to the life in argentina bc it’s nothing like home.

hinata comes over for dinner ever weekend

if you’re not working or at the pool, you’re in a white hoddie and some shorts, just watching Hinata play some beach volleyball while playing some game

You very much remind him of kenma- it helped a lot when he got some sick- you didn’t really ‘help’ you just cried with him about how much you miss home

although your schedule isnt the best, youre always awake when tooru gets home, always there to greet him with kisses 

hes lucky you like cooking, bc he always comes home to an empty stomach 

you’re probably the slowest cooker he knows but you take your sweet time bc you know that it always comes out w the best result and he doesnt complain anymore

baths w oikawa are frequent

muscles sores are a usual so seconds before he gets home theres a hot bath being  pampered with your love for him

you work so slow on everything hes surprised you actually get stuff done

a little offended that he doesn’t believe in your slow work ethic bc it worked since highschool.

there had been times where he just ask if you’re not ever sick of being at home locked in all day and it stated a very month long fight.

sleeping in different rooms

(LIL ANGST AHEAD)

Tooru can hear you cry from the other room

he didn’t mean to hurt your feelings, he really didn’t. he just doesn’t want you to regret anything- especially moving here with him

you hate it when he questions your life ethics. it makes you feel like a failure and unworthy.

your life is simple and you like it that way but the second he questions it you think that you aren’t doing enough

will 100% sleep outside your door because he can’t sleep alone anymore. he’s gotten used to you being right next to him

you realize that it seems he’s given up so now it’s time to go to the kitchen and get water

but to your surprise tooru is very asleep on the doorframe when you open the door. it’s makes your heart ache just a little bit. he looks tired, his eyes are puffy but he looks so at peace.

you wake him up to go to bed but he has other plans.

he’s kissing you so sweetly, every piece of skin he can find he will kiss

will carry you to bed and kiss your tummy as your shirt ran a little too high

will start to kiss your inner thigh and pull down your underwear and slowly make his way up to your pussy

you’re clearly trying to shove him off (not hard enough) because you keep closing your legs and trying to push him with your foot

will spread your legs and keep his hands there to he can start eating you out

this is his apology. this his how oikawa tooru says im sorry without saying it. soft pleasuring, orgasmic sex.

his fingers are so deep in your pussy while he’s sucking on your clit. he doesn’t look at you when you cum because he feels like he doesn’t deserve to see it.

you’re begging him to look at you after he’s done fingering you so you can kiss him with your taste this lingering oh his tongue

fucks you in a matting press because when it’s slow and he’s thrusting it all in.... i don’t think he’s seen you twitch and drool so much

tooru is there to pleasure you and when he sees you cry out of the pleasure you know he’ll be forgiven when it’s over

aftercare is even better

he doesn’t make you do anything

he presses you, gives you kisses and over all will apologize verbally when you’re slowly falling asleep in his arms

[sleepless-in-starbucks]

14 (bodyguard AU) and 46 (blind date) sounds fun,,, your choice of ship ( ˘ ³˘)♥ ( ˘ ³˘)♥ ( ˘ ³˘)♥

14. Bodyguard AU || 46. Blind date

Random choice generator got me creativisleep!

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roman's a semi-popular actor- he's never really been to an awards show, and he's not been in That much, but he had a small but strong role in a real popular film and plenty of leading ones in lesser known movies. he's got enough of a following to be satisfied with himself, even if it isn't That huge of one

because of this, roman didn't take the possible dangers of his fame seriously... until he got jumped by one fan at a play in his hometown. he came out fine (he's always fine ;p) but it made him reconsider his choice to not have some sort of protection

he ends up hiring remy to be his bodyguard, a choice he Slightly starts regretting when he realizes remy, despite having excellent marks out of bodyguard school, is about as professional as a golden retriever

they take roman's food out of his fridge Whenever, borrow Way too many of his shirts (and roman hasn't seen his BMC 'boyf riends' hoodie since they got their hands on it), and is never in typical bodyguard wear (they wore a suit for the interview and never again)

but they also bring roman coffee (when did they get his regular figured out...?), talk to him like he's just a Person and not a celeb, and have yet to try and kill him themself so. roman's alright with them staying

(plus, is it so wrong if roman enjoys how they look? he deserves for a bit of an eye-candy sorta bodyguard, damnit, they're with him all the time after all)

remy's been with roman as his bodyguard for a few months when roman decides he cant just keep Lookin at a pretty person, he deserves to have a pretty person to kiss and cuddle with too!! so he pokes around for a bit, finds a non-homophobic service (he's pan, so he could Technically use a plain ol' straight service, but he refuses on gay principle), and uses it

idk how datin apps work but this one that im makin up is a blind match up app, which takes ur information and uses it to randomly pair u up with random accounts. the app keeps account info privated until After the first date has been gone on, to really maintain the 'blind match' aspect. the matched up people play a mini guessing game through the app about places they can go for a date until location and time is determined

roman likes the idea of the app mostly to keep his own identity secret as long as possible- he doesnt want people pickin his account Just bc he's a celeb, y'know?

the first couple of blind dates dont go well tho... most are nice people who roman just isn't compatible with, one was a straight woman who spent the entire date being Very homophobic despite roman's rainbow heart + pan flag pins, and someone who was clearly Too Much Of A Fan (remy had to physically pull them off of roman and help him escape the park before they could latch back on)

oh, did roman not mention? remy's been coming on all his dates with him

because of course they are! they need to protect roman! whether that's by eating dinner in the booth over or sitting two rows back at the cinema or awkwardly half-stalkin roman and his date while they walk about

so they're always there, to bring roman there and take him home, and listen when he complains about the bad matches and lament the almost-winners, and convince him he is a catch that needs to try again because eventually Someone will realize he really is too good to pass up

(remy always says that line in a weird way)

so he keeps trying... until roman has possibly the worst date ever

because he gets stood up. it's fifteen minutes past the scheduled date time, he's gotten no text explainin where they are, but he's sittin at the restaurant alone and starting to become rather upset by the pitying look the server gives him when he says he's still waitin on someone else before he orders

remy slides into the seat across from him at the 20 minute mark. shoots roman an apologetic smile that an outsider would mistake as a 'sorry im late' one when roman knows it's a 'sorry they didnt show' one

roman appreciates the gesture to save him, but he almost just wants to go home at this point. he's tired and bein stood up feels like Shit, actually, and he's about ready to call off the whole dating thing really, dramatic as that may be (like it's not his middle name)

but remy says smth about this place having really good sandwiches, and it's clear they're tryin so hard to help roman out here, even a little, and roman can't just dismiss that effort, so he picks up his menu again and orders smth and tries to ignore the way his face heats up just the slightest at the relieved smile remy flashes next

lunch with remy is great, actually, better than it would've been with whoever couldnt be bothered to show or apologize or Anything. remy even knows the way to an ice cream shop on the way home, sayin it's for roman's 'broken heart' as they pay for it

except, well... roman's heart isn't feelin so broken anymore

it's actually feeling pretty put together. really functional. functioning really fast. especially when roman's looking at remy. or when remy's lookin at roman. or when they smile. or when they laugh. or when they speak. or when they-

roman doesn't fall asleep until 2am that night, heart still racing a bit, screaming into his pillow a bit as he acknowledges he is wholly and totally head-over-heels for his bodyguard

he tells remy the next day he's done with dating for a bit, saying he's still upset over being stood up. he doesn't mention that it's also bc remy's ruined all other people for him

things try to fall back in routine from there, but it's a bit harder when roman's trying to not be so in love with someone who just works for him. and remy's definitely started pickin up on it too- they had asked him just last if he was okay, that he didn't seem as upset by remy takin his clothes anymore, and that didn't seem like him, was he getting sick?

the opposite, actually, absolutely nothing makes me feel better then seeing you walk around in my shirt or jacket or whatever else, please never stop and also kiss me?

roman just said he was tired

eventually... roman decides this can't keep going on. remy's giving him more weird looks these days, and roman is pretty sure being around remy so much without Any kisses is starting to cause brain decay (it's not, it's really not, remy always bein on his mind is just a side effect of.... pretti........). so, he takes matters into his own hands

admittedly, maybe firing remy wasn't the best way to go, given remy immediately demands to know why, what they did wrong, even asking if roman's being blackmailed into this

"blink once for yes, twice for no" remy asks, lowering the sunglasses they always have on to look directly at roman's eyes

roman doesn't blink for a full minute. he might not be breathing for that minute either. has he ever seen remy's eyes this close? has he ever seen them at all? they're such a brilliant shade of brown. roman could drown in them. he might be already

roman's pretty sure he started this conversation standing up, but maybe not, because when he finally blinks and remembers things outside of remy's eyes exist he's sitting down and remy looks extremely concerned

"okay... what's wrong, hun?" they ask, and oh no, they look so sad, and worried, and that's not good, roman should fix that right now, regardless of whatever he was doing before (he's forgotten)

"im gay" he responds intelligently. this will fix everything

remy, however, just looks confused. "yes?"

"for you" roman adds, helpfully, sure that Now remy will understand they're just really very pretty and nothing's wrong and if they feel bad still they should look in a mirror because then they'll be good again

now it's remy's turn to sit in silence, expression frozen in one of shock. they still havent put their sunglasses back on, so roman doesnt mind, bc this gives him more time to stare at remy's eyes

"you're having a breakdown because you're gay for me???" remy finally asks, expression unfreezing to look incredulous and a little hurt

roman returns a similar look. "im not having a breakdown!"

remy scoffs. "yeah, sure, right, that's why you suddenly froze and completely stopped breathing and minorly collapsed after i... look off my shades to look at you..." they suddenly break out in a smirk. "oh my gods, you're a gay disaster"

roman doesn't try to deny it, especially with the knowledge he apparently did stop breathing to admire remy's eyes. they have a point

"how long?"

"since that date you hijacked after i got stood up" roman admits. he finds it extraordinarily rude when remy starts laughing

...until they're pulling out their phone, hurriedly opening up the exact same dating app roman had been using, showing a log of all the dates they had planned- there's only one marked as having actually been attended

same date time and place of the one where roman had assumed he had been stood up

"you broke my heart!" roman says as remy puts away their phone, over-dramatically, not actually giving a damn, just feeling gay and a bit giddy at the thought remy hadnt gone to any of the other dates, just theirs

no longer worried quite as much about roman for the moment, remy's smirk just grows, smoothly moving from being crouched in front of roman to being set firmly in his lap, lazily brushing hair out of his eyes and wow was remy always this warm? and stunning? and perfect?

"i dunno babe... sounds more like i stole it" remy teases, movin from playing with roman's hair to cuppin his cheek, leaning in close and not even bothering to pretend to be looking at anything other than roman's lips. "which, yeah, bad bodyguard etiquette... i hope you can forgive me..."

roman doesn't need his words to answer that tease

[artificialqueens]

Little Home (Deladore) - Candy Cane

A/N: soooo… i know i havent exactly been around lately. im dealing with a lot  of things atm (like most people lol) but i managed to get this out for the rare pair challenge! i think its a cute ship and i really hope that u enjoy @drag-race-jedi <3 im also working on the third installment of Everything is Color, and i have planned it out so that the series is at least five works so we’ll see how that goes sdfsdgf hope yall enjoy this lil fic for today tho

Summary: Adore was always a clutz.

Adore has been trying very hard for the last hour to not get in Dela’s way, and she would probably be more successful if she just sat still in a different room, but she loves watching her girlfriend in the kitchen. And even more than that she loves helping her girlfriend in the kitchen. The singer can admit she’s an awful fucking cook on top of being a giant clutz, she just doesn’t allow either of those things stop her. Tonight is very special though, as they’re throwing a dinner party to christen the new house they’re renting out together.

It’s a small house, only one bedroom since they really don’t need a ton of space. The big appeal lies in that it’s near each of their jobs and the parts of town that they frequent the most. By no means was it an easy find, but it’s perfect for them. Adore loves that she gets to have her own home with the person she is fairly certain is the love of her life, who is currently flying about the kitchen in a frenzy trying to get everything ready.

They have one more hour until all four of the people they invited start arriving and Adore is getting worried for Dela. The older woman is clearly stressed, wearing a nervous frown as she completes each task as best as she can. While Adore knows she’s not really being helpful trailing after Dela like a dejected puppy, she’s not sure what else she could do.

“Babe…” Adore whines, big pleading eyes looking down at Dela with a very convincing pout, “I wanna help!”

Dela sighs from where she’s standing at the counter, knife in hand as she cuts the mushrooms for her vegetable medley, “And you already set the table?”

“Yeah!” Adore nods eagerly.

“And did the dishes?”

“All the ones you gave me,” Adore says earnestly.

The older purses her lips thoughtfully, “I need to do some touch ups for tonight. Do you think you can cut these and put them in the pan?”

Adore grins, realizing she’s worn down on Dela, “Yup! Go take care of yourself baby, I’ve totally got this!”

Dela smiles softly, “Alright, but be careful. Remember what happened the last time I gave you a knife?”

“I’ll be fine!” Adore insists, shooing her girlfriend back towards the bedroom, “I’ll yell if I need help.”

“Alright…” Dela relents skeptically, quickly disappearing into their bedroom to freshen up for the evening.

She loves Adore, a lot, but her girlfriend is nothing less than a walking disaster. No matter what it seems she manages to find a way to wind up with a new set of scrapes and bruises everyday, even though Dela begs Adore to be more careful. Still, most nights Dela finds herself forcing Adore to put a bandaid on a particularly bad cut, or put ice on especially nasty bruises. While Dela worries and is often frustrated by Adore’s unusual habit, she loves being able to take care of her.

It didn’t take long for her to come to that conclusion. However, it did take a while to become completely comfortable with that conclusion. She feels all warm and soft inside whenever Adore gives her a kiss and a ‘thank you’ after she takes care of her. Though what she loves most is knowing that Adore is safe, and healthy.

Just minutes after starting to redo her hair, Dela hears a loud yelp from the kitchen. She quickly sets down her hair brush and heads back to the kitchen, a worried shout of “Adore?!” on her lips.

This has to be a new record, Dela thinks, a little amused at the thought but mostly concerned for her disastrous girlfriend.

The first thing she sees upon entering the kitchen is Adore hunched over the cutting board, one hand gripping the other tightly, long hair covering her face, and her shoulders visibly quivering.

Dela runs up to her and wraps her arms tightly around the taller girl, then reaches out for her clearly injured hand. There’s blood dripping from her hand onto the cutting board and all over the mushrooms, the sight of which causing Dela to feel a little sick and very worried.

“Let me see,” Dela says, attempting to pry Adore’s hands apart so that she can survey how bad the cut really is. She hopes it’s not actually very deep, that Adore is just being dramatic, but there’s really no telling quite yet.

“I’m okay,” Adore says through clenched teeth, not letting Dela look at her hand.

“Honey, please,” Dela begs softly, moving Adore’s hair out of the way to look into her eyes.

Adore sucks in a sharp breath and slowly reveals her hand to Dela, whispering a very quiet, “I’m sorry.”

Upon gently taking her hand to inspect it further Dela discovers that the cut is surprisingly shallow, it’s just deep enough to bleed a lot but not deep enough to mean any real damage was done. She sighs in relief, and kisses Adore’s cheek softly. She’s mostly just glad that Adore isn’t severely hurt, as that would not make for a fun evening for any of them.

“Accidents happen, but maybe I shouldn’t leave you unsupervised in the kitchen anymore,” Dela reassures her teasingly.

Adore giggles wetly, rubbing roughly at the tears collecting in the corner of her eyes with her good hand, “Yeah, that’s… that’s probably a good idea.”

Dela pulls Adore over to the sink, carefully eyeing the way Adore grips her wounded hand, “Sweetness, I have to clean it.”

“I know,” Adore pouts, “It just hurts even more when you do though!”

“I’m sorry, I know,” Dela soothes, turning on the sink faucet and guiding Adore’s hand underneath the warm, low pressure water.

After rinsing it with water thoroughly, Dela pours hydrogen peroxide over the wound, shushing and soothing Adore the whole time. The younger whines and grumbles through the whole thing, and Dela feels terrible for it, she does, but she knows how necessary it is and doesn’t allow her girlfriend to pout her way out of it. She pats it dry with a paper towel, presses a cotton pad onto the wound, then wraps that in medical grade tape from their first aid box.

“There!” Dela finishes with her signature smile, “All done.”

“Thank you, baby,” Adore says, leaning forward to kiss Dela. It lasts a few more seconds than she had planned, but in no way does she complain.

“Anything for my girl,” Dela murmurs.

It’s an exciting way to start their new life in this new home, Dela can’t deny that it’s very… them, though. She knows the rest of the night will be fun, and that Adore will animatedly tell the story of why her hand is all wrapped up with all the excitement of an eight year old. Dela loves that she knows her girlfriend so well. She loves that they trust each other so thoroughly, so deeply.

Dela has never had anyone like this in her life before, someone to take care of and someone that will gladly take care of her. Like any other couple, they need different things from each other. That’s part of why they are so perfect together. Dela is certain this is what she wants for the rest of her life. She’s certain she wants this.

Adore grins at her with love and confidence, with warm and heart, and Dela knows that this is what she wants to. It works. They work. Perfectly, just like this.

[flyingupward]

spoilers for THE LEGEND OF VOX MACHINA episodes 10-12 under the cut. what a ride it’s been friends. is it time for season 2 yet ? she says knowing she’s in no way ready for that arc to be animated.

Episode 10

Interesting they have the gun rat Ripley out

OH SHIT CASSANDRA

“So was my family.” Damn.

“And here I thought you were the intelligent one.” It’s starting already lmao.

I love the way they’re having these spells work. That Detect Good and Evil was sick af

“Then trust me.” Cass I love you T.T

YES THEY INCLUDED THAT LINE

A Ripley filled death trap that’s terrifying and I love it

Grog trying to figure out the astral projection is adorable

Vex pls don’t rub it in he’s hurting

Ripley and her nerdiness gives me more life than it should

They’ve truly captured Ripley and Percy’s weird fucked up mirroring each other so well in so short a time and I love it

“Not a compliment” CASS I WOULD DIE FOR YOU

THE FLAME TONGUE DAGGER

“UNCLE NATHANIEL?!”

Keyleth trying to introduce herself to the dead De Rolos I am LOSING IT

Okay but the Cass/Ripley dynamic they’re setting up here is intriguing me

“I have more than enough worry to go around.” Percy, a summary

DAAAAAMN VAX call her out

Lmao them blaming Keyleth for everything is so funny and then it hurts because y’know… it’s accurate

CASSANDRAS NAAAAAME. The fact I knew but I’m still like DAMNNNN

Ooh that flash of yellow in Cassandra’s eyes was a really cool touch. Well done animators.

RIPLEY FLIPPING SYLAS OFF IM IN STITCHES

Also Anna and Delilah ima need you to stop flirting right now kthnx. Like Grey you didn’t need to have ur voice be that low on that line delivery pls.

Tbh having Ripley here for this is actually so much more interesting I kinda love it???

“Don’t you at least want to see Grog die?” SCANLAN PLEASE XD

“Oh great, Percy’s broken. Come here you little noodle.” This shouldn’t be making me laugh as hard as it is and yet…

Vex I would die for you

“But the people in this room? We’re not. We will never abandon you. You want your sister back and I want my brother.” SOBS

GROG OMG.

Ripley and Percy working together hell yeah

Okay the ziggurat looks sick as hell

Episode 11

THAR AMPHALA. WELL SHIT.

It’s the way I love the Briarwoods relationship way more than I should

Percy ACTIVELY having to fight off Orthax like that. Welp.

“Yes, Mother?” Made me more emotional than it should have. Also all those bite marks on Cassandra’s neck. Well damn.

Episode 11 aka “Sibling Rivalry comes to life”

Watching Pike hold her own against Sylas was pretty epic ngl

The way Percy and Cassandra snapped out of it for each other though. Even if Sylas ruined it a second later, I still think that’s incredibly powerful and I love them for it.

Vex PLEADING to Keyleth gets me.

KEYLETH AND THE SUN TREE OMG?!?!?!

“Help me be the light.”

Vex’s tears RIP

Sylas: I’ll take care of this. Me: That’s sunlight you dumb motherfucker?

Keyleth fucking WRECKING SYLAS hell yes

But also Delilah’s SCREAM. Grey holy shit.

“She’s running away.” “No, she’s doing something much worse.”

Tbh the whispered “I broke the world for us” is so much more devastating than the yelled one to me.

“I did everything you asked. Honor our bargain!” Okay I love that they’re putting this complexity in here tho because it’s the thing that makes Delilah a compelling character to me? Because yes she’s a villain and has done objectively terrible things and there’s no way around that, but also Vecna fucking used her and her grief and twisted it to his own ends and I think that’s a huge part of her character and what prevents her from being just a two dimensional villain.

KEYLETH SAVING VEX THOUGH. SHIT.

Episode 12

Wow Percy fuck you. I know it’s mostly Orthax talking but still...ouch.

Me knowing Grog’s gonna take the sword: GROG DONT DO IT

“Darling, take off the mask.” AND THE TEARS HAVE COME BACK. IM FINE.

“It won’t let me.”

This version of the Orthax fight (the way they’ve kept some of it external while showing it more internally) is both super interesting and super fucked up. Poor Percy honestly.

“You’re his sister, reach him.”

“Hate feels good. It drowns the pain.” I think people forget Cassandra is a De Rolo and also knows this feeling to a certain extent... Percy may have taken it to an extreme but Cassandra’s not a stranger to it...

“DONT FORFEIT YOUR OWN SOUL”

“I’m glad you forgave her, brother, but I could not.” I love you Cass

They kept Scanlan throwing the gun in the acid I’m so glad XD

I love that they’re showing Scanlan openly hitting on men

“They will see you as a survivor.” Percy you’re a good bean

“IM GONNA WALK AWAY”

“You need to get punched in the face now and then to know you’re alive.”

VEX AND KEYLETH!!!!

Okay that blush was very gay Keyleth

PERCY ACTUALLY SMILING

THE LITTLE BLOOMS OF LIFE

Oh that’s a really cool reason to make Diplomacy a thing!

“What, like now?” You know how you respond to a summons from the king?

Me: Sees everyone gathered. Me: Nope I’m concerned

Uriel: Starts making an announcement. Me: NOPE EVEN MORE CONCERNED

OH GOD NO ITS STARTING IM NOT READY

GOD I KNEW SEASON ONE WAS GONNA END THERE BUT I STILL WASNT READY????

[highstwildflower]

Hey :) can you write a small oneshot of Ash being bffs with you and ure working two jobs but refuse to accept his help amd ur also in love with him but dont think hed ever like u back but idk one day he forces u to accept help and also somehow tells u that he loves u and idk u can make out of this what u want, or nothing at all😅 i just thought its a cute idea and yea🙈😅

The one

A/n: thank you for the request! I’m having major writers block, so I hope this is ok! I really like the idea it’s super cute🤍

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"Y/n im hereeee!" His loud voice bounced through your apartment and you screw your eyes shut and mentally scolded yourself. With quick feet you walked towards him, his white tee was tight over his strong torso, the man bun resting at the nap of his neck made you feel weak. "I'm so so sorry Ash I doubled booked, I have to be at work in 20" you shot him your best smile and sorrowful eyes. The groan that left his lips made you feel even worse for wasting his time "I'm really sorry I am! I really need the money, I'm struggling with paying for University" the second the words left your lips you regretted it. His tan hands reached for your shoulders and he gently shook you "hello dummy I'm here to help you!? That is what best friends are for y/n. You don't have to work two jobs, I literally have too much money, let me help you" you had been here before, Ashton wanted to help you and he really didn't see the problem. You on the other hand was not so keen on borrowing money from you best friend who you were desperately in love with. The cliché that made up your life made you giggle dryly "No thanks Ash. I promise I'll catch up with you another day." You didn't wanna send him away, you wanted to hang out with him, hear his beautiful laugh while listening to his new record while he would geek out about some music knowledge you didn't have, but instead you had to usher him to leave.

"I'm not gonna leave, you are not gonna work that much I won't take it. Let me take care of you" he was smiling at you, but the smile was insisting, you didn't want him to help you. You knew how it was going to go, he would end up hating you and having only resentment towards you.

"No Ashton" your voice was stern and the usage of his full name made him understand that you were serious. He groaned and moved further into your home until he took a seat on your couch "hello? Do you not hear me? I'm have to leave." His eyes meet yours, the normally bubbly and friendly light was off and instead you were met with anger "no y/n I'm going to sit here until you accept my help." Angry you walked towards him "get out Ashton, I'm not gonna accept your help!" He just shrugged his shoulders and leaned back. "Fuck this" you mumbled as you left your apartment.

8 hours later you shift ended. The hours had dragged by slowly and you had spent every single minute regretting the encounter with Ashton. Your heart was his, and fighting with him made you feel sick. You had loved him for ages and watched been with other, so you knew he didn't feel the same towards you. But after his last ended relationship you couldn't help but allow yourself to be lulled into a story where he was slowly falling in love with you. When he would pull you in for a hug, you would imagine how it would feel to press your naked body against his. Reality was that you were just friends, or at least you used to be.

The grey sky had opened above you making you drenched, with tired steps you carried yourself home. A heavy feeling of the whole world being against you hung over you like a blanket, when you arrived in front of your door you stopped in your steps. Light was creeping around your door and a light humming hit your ears, a soft smile tugged at your lips and instantly your life felt better.

On the other side of the door Ashton was cooking while humming along to his favorite tune that reminded him of you. The opening of the door alerted him that you were home and he spun around to look at you. You were quick to engulf him in a hug and he was also quick to hug you back, both of you relaxing in to the hug. "I'm so sorry " you mumbled into his chest to which he rubbed your back. The hug when on for longer than what normal is but neither of seemed to care. "We need to talk hun" his voice was back to his normal voice and not the bossy one you had heard earlier but his words made your inside crawl. You both pulled back and he lead you to the couch. You looked at each other and he spoke first "I wanna help you, it's not fair that I get to have a lot of money because of my work and then you have nothing tho you are working your ass off" he was sincere and you knew he felt this way. He worked his ass off too, but you would agree that he was well paid. "Ash, I really appreciated the offer but I have to make my own living. I can't use you like that" before the words even had rolled of your tongue he answered you "is not using when I'm offering. Please just let me help you " the conversation was calm but it wasn't getting you anywhere and you felt your frustration grow. "Ashton we need to end this conversation ok?" He was disappointed and not ready to let go "no y/n. I..I..I" it was like the words he was about to say made him scared and that made you feel frightened. "I love you y/n and I wanna help you " you let out a breath "yeah I know ash, I love you too. But you " "no, I don't love you like that, I love you like the love of my life love " his words took you back and you winched. The words you were so desperate to hear now seemed as a cruel joke. He wasn't in love with you, all the girls who had laid in his bed while he knew you were a testimony to that. Within a rapid motion you stood from the couch "you can't say shit like that" your voice was small but stern, pacing the room your head was spinning from his confession. Ashton raised from his place as well. His body was in front of you within seconds, stopping your motion "listen to me y/n, please. I understand why you don't believe me, but hear me out?" Your eyes met once more and you wanted to hear him out, if there was even a chance for the life you wanted you wanted to take it. Carefully you sat down again, as if any quick movement would smash this fragile moment and make reality drag you down into a pit of darkness. His hand reached for yours and you allowed him to hold it while he spoke "I didn't realize how much I love you until recently y/n. I mean, I knew you were special but I always just thought that we were bffs, and I wouldn't wanna ruin that. I still don't" His ramble came to a short break as his breath was uneven and his eyes wild. Your thumb rubbed over his palm and he carried on " When my last relationship ended I finally saw it. You are here for me through everything, you are the one who encourage me when I'm down, the one who listen to my endlessly talk about music, the one who pretends to care about what ever I like. You are the one who holds my hand when im scared, y/n. I want you to hold my hand forever, and I wanna hold yours. When im feeling down you are the one who makes me smile again. Its like we were meant to be, and im sorry that I didn't realize it sooner." 

His hand reached for your head and you allowed him to pull you close. Noses rubbing against one another, breath fanning the others face and lips touching ever so slightly. You leaned forward and melted into the kiss. The world faded, every problem didn't matter. He was there with you, and that was all you really needed.

[kateneedscoffee]

Break My Heart

Synopsis: Falling in love with your best friend hurts even though they don’t feel the same way

Requested: No

Pairings: Any character you like x gn!reader

(y/c/n)= Your character name

words= thoughts

Warnings: Angst, unrequited love, and cussing (or if you’re sensitive about your height)

Author’s Note: This is my first ever fic, so please bear with me. 

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Today is the day that I tell them about my feelings, the feelings I've had for so long. Ever since the day met.....

This is nice. The atmosphere was peaceful, with some people sipping their morning coffee and reading the daily newspaper. And here I was reading my book. 

I was too busy reading my book and I didn’t even notice the figure in front on me. They knocked on the table, gaining my attention. 

“Hey”, they said “do you mind if I sit here? There’s some people that I don’t feel comfortable in here and there’s no more empty seats.”

“Sure”. I said. They pulled out the chair and sat down. I inspected them, a habit of mine as a child, they look friendly, and I didn’t sense any harm in them. But, one thing caught my eye, they were beautiful/handsome. They were dressed as a model. Their hair neatly combed and it looks fluffy to the touch. 

“Like what you see?” a small smirk on their perfect features. 

“S-s-sorry! I didn't mean to stare.” Feeling my face turn red. A laugh erupted from them. “You’re fine, hun. I get this a lot.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, so many people will stare at me cause of how I'm dressed or ‘how beautiful I am.’ Mimicking the parentheses.

“Well, you are beautiful coming from a stranger that you just met.” you said. pointing a finger at your chest.

“I’m (y/c/n)” holding out their hand.

“I’m (y/n)” taking their hand.

And that’s how our friendship started...

They should be here by now. Sitting on one of the tables, looking for them. I’ve told them to come meet me at the new boba place, that’s just open up a few days ago. There weren’t that many people in the food court, some families here and there, some couples holding hands, or some people just want to walk around and do some shopping. Maybe I should text them. Sighing, I brought out my phone and tapped on their contact.

You: Hey, where are you? I’m near the place where we should have met up 10min ago.

Looking up from my phone, and seeing the crowd was twice the size as before.

Them: IMSORRY!!!!!! MY BOSS SAID HE NEEDED ME FOR A MINUTE AND IT TURNED OUT AN HOUR. IM COMING RIGHT NOW.

You: Please hurry. The crowd is getting bigger and I don’t think I could survive here��

Them: STAY PUT. AND DON’T WONDER OFF SOMEWHERE. OR I HAVE TO GO TO THE FRONT DESK AND SAY IVE LOST MY CHILD.

You: Shut up

Them: I love teasing you😁

I smiled at the last text message from them. Deciding to play some games on your phone to pass some time. 

After a few rounds of winning and losing. You've felt a hand on your shoulder. Startling you, you give out a small screech. A loud laugh coming from the culprit that startled you. A few people turned their hands, wondering what’s happening.

“YOU SCARED ME!!!! I WAS THIS CLOSE FROM THROWING HANDS.”

“YEAH RIGHT. YOU CANT EVEN REACH MY HEIGHT.” Having to clutch their stomach from laughing too hard. Putting your head down the table, trying to hide the blush on your face.

“Okay, okay, okay, i’m sorry for making fun of your height. Can my friend please come out? Ill pay for the boba for running late and making fun of you” (y/c/n) says hoping to bring your spirits up.

By lifting your head up and agreeing to the offer. Getting up from your seat and walked to the boba station.There’s now a short line. You looked at (y/c/n) more closely, seeing them in their work outfit with sightly messed up hair, probably from running to get here, and some expensive sunglasses you’ve got them on their birthday.

When done ordering your drinks and (y/c/n) pays them. Walking away from the station. Sipping your drink and made a content noise. “That good, huh?” Nodding your head. They chuckled and took a sip from their drink. “Your right, it’s good” Taking another sip from their drink.

“Hey, do you want to go to the arcade? It should be downstairs, if I remember right.” Scratching behind their neck.

“Sure, but don’t you have work tomorrow? I don't want you to get yelled at your boss for being late.” Remembering from last month event.

“Nope,” popping the ‘p’. “I’m off tomorrow.” “Cool, that means you get to hang out with me.” “I sure do.” A smile adorning their features. 

Walking down the stairs and taking a few turns to arrive at the arcade. We’ve finished our drinks at the time and threw them down the trash before going inside and order some coins to play with the games.

“Hey, do you want to play some air hockey? I’ll give you 3 candy bars if you win” (y/c/n) smirked. Pride swelling up in their chest.

“And if you win?” “You’ll buy me some more boba” You thought it over, a small smile creeping up your face “deal”. 

When walking in and found a few kids were playing and decided to call out saying can we go next. They shooked their heads, “Nah, you old hags can wait after we’re done or decide to call winner?”, one of them piped up. “How about this, us vs. you?” (y/c/n) said. They've turned their head towards you, waiting for your response. Forgetting the deal, and agree to take on the group of children’s challenge.

“(Y/N), you go first and take these damn children down.” Giving you the striker and put some of our coins in the slot. The table was blowing up with air. 

“Ready to go down, midget?” placing the puck down and giving you a glare.

“Oh, you are on you demon” 

He hit the puck and it went inside my slot. Shocked over came you and it quickly disappear. “So, that's how you want to play, huh?” Getting the pluck out and hitting the exact force and speed to went inside his slot. “You’re going to wish that you never made a deal with us.” A evil smile that betrayed your innocence. 

After winning the match against the children and we've bought some ice cream for them as a ‘good game’. 

It was dark, when heading out of the mall due to the winter hours. 

“Those kids made a mistake by challenging us.” (y/c/n) says, by putting both of their arms behind their neck and giving out a stretch.

“yeah”, too busy thinking on how to properly say your confession. 

Noticing your odd behavior and stopped in front of you.”Is something wrong? Your not sick are you?” they said, voiced with concern. Putting a hand on your forehead to feel your temperature. 

“I’m fine, I need to tell you something first though.” Swatting their hand away lightly. Im going to do it. Right here. Right now.

“Sure, tell me what’s on your mind.” Their full attention on you.

Taking a deep breath, and to relax your mind from racing. You cleared your throat and looked up at them.

“I like you. I like because you always stick by my side. I like you teasing me, no matter if it’s about my height or not. I like you, no matter if you look like a hot mess in the morning or if have drool on your face. I like you because you’re so nice to me and you always take care of me when I'm sick. I like you-”

“STOP,” startling you out of your confession. “Just stop, it was very sweet of you to say that to me, but I don't feel the same way about you. Im sorry.” Looking at you, see your head bowed down. 

“(y/n), are you okay?”

Lifting your head up. A few tears streaming down your face. You quickly wiped them with your sleeve. “Yeah, yeah I’m okay.” Another tear fell down without you noticing, (y/c/n) tried to wiped it with their sleeve, but you quickly flinched from their touch.

“Please, don’t touch me. Or else i’m going to cry even more.” You whispered.

Quickly nodding at your words turning their back at you, you spoke up again. “Can you please do something for me, though?”, you said.

They've turned at you and nodded, and you grabbed their hand. Placing it on top of your heart. “Break my heart. Say that I’m just a friend to you, please”

“You’re just a friend to me. Like a little sister.” After those words, you released their arm and walked past them. Tears rolling down your face, quietly whispering, “Thank you, for being my friend.”

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A/N: Wahhh, this broke my heart and I was thinking about this before typing it down. Sorry, if there’s spelling or grammar errors. My English is not very good. I hope you guys liked it tho.

[irwinkitten]

got lucky | c.h

requested by anon: ok so for the bi!reader concept: last year i ended my relationship w this girl the main reason was because she was really insecure and jealous especially about me being bisexual like anytime i would talk to a guy she would just get so upset about it and she would make such gross biphobic comments and at the time i had so much internalised biphobia that i tried to convince myself i was gay n stayed in the relationship longer than i should have because i rly liked her i guess lol anyways (1/4) we ended and a while afterwards i started seeing this guy who i’d known of for ages (friends of friends type situation) but we just never really talked before or hung out but from the first date we clicked and the sex was crazy good like the type of sex were ur ditching ur vibrators cuz he’s that good lmao so one weekend we went to this party together and of course she is also there, i was so surprised and i could see her eyeing us the whole night, so when she came over i was anxious af (2/4) and this guy knew i was bi! it was no secret, i worked really hard to accept myself! so she comes over and she deadass goes “are you straight now? i knew you would end up with a man!” and she’s all smug but also hurt and im standing there like what the fuck and THEN this dumb man goes “ha guess the sex is so good i made her straight again” and i’m literally about to cry over how gross the whole interaction is and im so shocked i can’t even defend myself, i dumped him that night obviously (3/) last messgae: so basically can you pls do a redo of the gross situation where instead of being with that dumb guy its with calum and he is so protective n sweet n NORMAL n encourages u to stand up for urself about bisexuality / your sexuality, because what happened to me happens too often and its disgusting and gross and no one deserves that!! only if u feel comfortable/inspired tho, no pressure!! love u laura, thank u for creating such a safe space for all the queer babies it means a lot 💘 notes: i kinda enjoyed writing this one esp for my sweet anon baby. i love u and i hope this is everything you wanted ♥  warnings: biphobia, implications of emotional abuse

word count: 3.2k

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“Hey what’cha doing sweets?” Calum’s voice pulled you from your musings, your hand idly tracing patterns against the paper but the pen remaining on the desk. You wrenched your thoughts from the spiral you seemed to have fallen down, a smile crossing your lips as you felt your heart flutter at the sight of him.

“Nothin’. Just thinking.” You finally replied as he pulled up one of the spare chairs next to you, the bustling activity of the coffee shop falling into your background noise as his thigh pressed against yours.

“Really? Normally you doodle when you’re just thinking.” He countered with ease and your eyes dropped to the paper, noticing that the pen remained where you’d placed it when you first sat down. Subconsciously you must’ve realised that the route your thoughts had gone were not suitable to put down on paper, your fingers picking up the pen and mind falling blank immediately.

“Oh.” You breathed before placing the pen back down and packing away the pad and pen.

“What’s running through your head, doll?” Calum’s voice was quiet and concerned, you shrugged.

“Just, a lot on my mind is all. You’re not my keeper just because we’ve slept together.” You admitted quietly and he frowned before picking up his bag and for a sinking second you thought he was going to walk off, but instead, he took your bag from your hands and slung it over his shoulder. 

He looked back at you expectantly and you sighed before standing up, leaving the coffee shop with him, your eyes on the floor as you fell into step next to him.

“Your place or mine?”

“E’s gonna be home and I don’t want to hear them rant about me bringing people back.” You muttered and Calum nodded. 

“I think Ash is out. He’ll probably head out to Luke’s if I show up with you.” At his smirk, you rolled your eyes fondly before shoving him towards the bus stop. His indignant “hey!” was only ignored as you two waited for the bus, his arm slung over your shoulders.

Selfishly, you leaned into his touch, trying to ignore the fact that your stomach was doing flips at his touch alone. 

The bus journey was a quiet ten minutes, but Calum seemed to understand that you weren’t willing to talk with so many people around, so he was content to just keep you close, and you were unwilling to pull away until his stop came up.

When you reached his shared house with Ashton, you noted that the car was gone from the driveway and Calum smirked.

“Looks like he’s out. C’mon.” His hand tucked around yours and pulled you inside. And for a second you wondered if you could distract him with sex, but then the guilt appeared and you could feel the tears of frustration appear as your thoughts swirled and you felt dizzy.

Calum had stepped ahead, turning to see you stood leaning against the closed door, head in your hands and he knew something was wrong. Stepping back to you, he dropped your bags and took your hand in his, pulling you upstairs to his room and your stomach twisted uncomfortably.

“Cal I-”

“I’m not suggesting that.” He muttered. You fell silent at that and as he pulled you into his room, you felt unsure, but he gave you no chance to really deny him as he crawled into bed before opening his arms out to you.

“Cal.”

“I know you. You don’t do emotional stuff well but I’m here for a cuddle and an ear if you need it.” You fell into the embrace easily, your head resting on his chest as his arms wrapped around your shoulders, his lips finding your temple as you finally felt something in you snap, the surge of emotions overwhelming and frighteningly vivid. 

“I keep telling myself that I never was a lesbian, that I still found men attractive but Poppy made me feel like having that attraction was stupid since I was dating her and that I was a lesbian and it’s so fucking confusing because I like you, but I can hear her voice screeching that I’m not right, that I’m a lesbian or faking it or a freak.” And for the first time since you left Poppy, you cried.

Calum had been waiting for this. When the split had happened, you’d been ready for it, you’d already left her mentally, but this was what he knew you needed. He knew that the relationship with her had been toxic, but you’d never revealed the extent of her behaviour. 

His heart broke.

“Just because you like both men and women does not mean you should feel so guilty over your sexuality. There’s a B in LGBT for a reason, doll. That’s you. You’re bisexual and you should be proud of that, not ashamed because some bitch with a control issue couldn’t handle the fact that you liked more than women.” 

You found yourself gripping his shirt with your fists as you pressed your face into his chest, trying to stem the tears that seemed relentless. But Calum held his silence whilst you got it out of your system, knowing that you needed to get this off your chest. 

“I’m sorry.” You finally got out, but he simply shushed you. 

“She was a shitty person with an attitude to show. You shouldn’t apologise for the bitch.” His words were simple but it gave you a breath of ease, pulling away as hands rubbed your shoulders gently. 

He was definitely too good to you, but he was there for you regardless and you were certain that you loved him for that.

“There’s gonna be a party on the other side of town in a couple of weeks. Ash took over the old Firefly down on Hartley. He’s revamping before opening the bar to the public. You fancy going?” And you smiled at the gentle distraction he was offering. 

“We get at least a free drink if we show up, right?” And Calum laughed as he kissed your temple. 

“He wouldn’t say no to me. Or you. In fact, I’m almost certain he’s expecting me to do full introductions on that night since Luke and Mike will be there with the others and their girls.” You rolled your eyes. 

“It’s not like I went to school with Luke or anything.” Came your sarcastic retort and Calum laughed as the two of you settled for the evening. 

“Pretty sure Luke last saw you when you started dating Poppy. He’s put two and two together but he won’t say anything unless you mention it. Even then he knows it’s not his place.” Your heart seemed to swell another size in affection for Luke. 

“You’re making it difficult for me to not fall in love with you Cal. Good dick, you know how to use those lips and fingers of yours, you make me feel like I belong and you respect boundaries without me having to ask.” You finally muttered and Calum gave you an almost wistful smile. 

“You may have been with Poppy but that didn’t stop me from being friends with you. You’re someone I’ve genuinely cared about from day one. Not gonna chuck that away because of who you are. Plus growing up with my mom and sister almost made certain I’d be in touch with my feminine side.” He teased but the sincerity and understanding in his tone eased your shoulders. 

Your features softened at the admittance and you pressed a kiss to his cheek.

“Then I definitely got lucky to have you in my life at least, falling in love or not.”

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When the day of the party rolled around, you felt sick with nerves and you couldn’t understand why. 

When Calum rolled up to pick you up—he was driving to Luke’s who lived closest to the bar and you’d both get a ride back to yours before he picked up his car the following morning—he could see the nerves and the grimace on his face spoke volumes. 

“What?” You all but demanded when you were debating outfits. He’d been sitting on the bed watching, but got up and held his hands out to you. 

You took them hesitantly. His thumbs almost immediately started to soothe across the back of your hands to help relax you. 

“Word has gotten around that Poppy is planning to show up. We haven’t exactly been quiet about our relationship, but I didn’t think she’d pull something like this.” And your stomach churned uncomfortably. 

“We’re still going. Ashton promised free drinks and we’ll be in the VIP area right?” You checked and Calum nodded.

“Ashton has already told the bouncers that she’s not allowed near the VIP section. They’re checking and rechecking the lists to make sure she isn’t on one of them.” He explained and you let out a breath of air. 

“Okay. It’ll be fine. It’s being handled and I’ve got you. Now which outfit do you think I should wear?” He studied your face for a second before a smile broke across his lips. 

“The dark purple with the deep plunge. Is it wrong of me to flaunt in her face what she lost?” And you laughed as you kissed him. 

“I mean, yes. But I also know that you want to show me off properly now that we’ve got things really settled.” You murmured and he grinned back unabashedly. 

It was still an uphill battle, but he’d given you a lot to think about. And after gentle convincing, you’d found an LGBT friendly therapist who helped you process your thoughts. It helped you come to terms with accepting the toxic relationship that you’d been in but also it highlighted how beneficial Calum had been as a friend and confidant. 

It also gave you the courage to ask Calum out officially, wanting to be with him entirely and not just in the evenings. 

He took that in his stride and things shifted once more between the two of you. When you opened up to him about some of your sessions, you knew that your trust had been well placed because he never indicated anything to his friends and so you were never subjected to pitying stares or glares. 

You were almost sure that you’d fall in love with him faster than you fell for Poppy. 

The drive to Luke’s was filled with your nerves. You hadn’t seen Luke in years and you were also meeting his two other friends, Ashton and Michael as well as their partners. 

“Ashton’s excited to finally meet you and stop telling me to be careful when I go to yours.” 

Despite Calum living with Ashton, your schedules never seemed to match and more often than not, Calum could be found at your place, a small sanctuary from your hectic lives. 

Ashton never begrudged that time you shared together, but Calum had mentioned a few times about how snappy he was being on the subject. 

“He’ll chill when he realises I’m not out to break your heart or steal something.” You muttered with a chuckle. Calum snorted in return as he pulled into Luke’s driveway. 

Your nerves return full force as he pulls you to the front door and steps in like he lives there. 

“Hey fuckers, anyone about?” He called through and was met with calls of confirmation, another yell following that they were in the dining room. Your fingers squeezed Calum’s tightly and he didn’t hesitate to return it, his thumb soothing across the skin on the back of your hand.

“Look who it is!” A voice crowed loudly as he stepped into the dining room, followed by loud calls of greetings. 

There was a flurry of introductions and you felt like the spotlight was being shone on you, under scrutiny from his best friends gazes once they had greeted their friend and Calum had introduced you. Or re-introduced you in Luke’s case.

“Well c’mon, the last time I saw you we were leaving school. What’s been happening to you?” Luke finally asked, indicating to the seat next to him. A small smile graced your lips as you sat down, Calum falling into the seat next to you as you shrugged. 

“Life I guess? It’s been definitely more interesting with the different jobs and moving about. Building up a social life again.” Luke’s face filled with a frown at that. 

Michael came in next. 

“Building up a social life? Did you not have one?” His words held an innocent curiosity, yet you felt yourself hesitate. 

“My ex was controlling to the point that I couldn’t do anything without their permission. They managed to make me believe that no one really wanted me around and I lost touch with old friends, like Luke.” You glanced to the side and he was frowning. 

The others held varying degrees of stunned shock or disapproval. 

“Well then he was a cunt.” Michael muttered and your eyes refused to meet theirs at the assumptions. Luke stayed quiet but his hand rested on your knee, squeezing it. You shot him a gentle smile in return.

“Well it’ll be good to have you back in our lives. Especially with these two knuckleheads.” He nodded at Ashton and Michael who immediately protested and you laughed. 

It felt like you’d known them for years as you all had a few shots. Ashton, despite being the owner of the bar, wasn’t worried about turning up with his friends. He’d already explained to his staff that he’d be around for the rest of the night once he arrived and he’d told the small groups he’d be here and there. 

After a handful of shots, the group of you made your way to the bar, your arm linked with Calum’s. There were separate conversations happening between you all, their girlfriends including you on their pamper night whilst the boys discussed a possible games night for all of you. 

When you arrived at the club, you saw the queue of people waiting to get in and the subsequent groans from the line as the bouncer let you in, no questions asked. 

Ashton guided the group of you to the VIP section and the music was still loud but you could still hear each other talking. You were chatting away with Luke’s girlfriend, arm still linked with Calum’s as Ashton disappeared to get drinks. 

Calum pulled your attention away briefly, his lips by your ear. 

“I’ve spotted her. She’s not seen us yet so don’t worry.” You barely nodded, acknowledging his words as you listened in, fighting to keep your nerves down. 

The night continued and you were all a few drinks deep. Calum’s arm had barely left your waist all night as you talked and danced and drank. You’d been welcomed into his group of friends with an ease you never realised existed. 

You’d deliberately not tried to seek out Poppy, silently praying that the universe would comply. But as the group of you stood out in the smokers area, huddled together under a heating lamp, your stomach sank as she stepped out, her eyes narrowing on you. 

“Fuckin’ knew it!” You could feel the alarm in your face as you stepped back into Calum, his arm going around you protectively. 

“Poppy, you’re drunk.” You felt curious gazes from your new friends, but you didn’t spare them a glance.

“You break up with me and go running to his arms, I knew you weren’t a fuckin lesbian. Pretending to try it out? Just another straight girl seeking attention. Fucking freak.” She snapped and your stomach sank. 

“Get it through your thick head that she’s bisexual.” Calum snapped in your defence, earning a glare from Poppy. But Calum didn’t shrink from the glare, your glance to his face confirmed he was giving her his own. You were mildly impressed that she didn’t back down instantly. 

“She’s a fuckin liar! Years of my life wasted on this bitch.” She spat at your feet and you took in a deep breath. 

“You don’t get to control me anymore, Poppy. I’ve liked both men and women, but you never liked that because it meant that I had more chances of leaving you. And I wished I’d have left you sooner. Calum certainly thought so.” 

“Of course you fucked the first man to pay you any attention.” Your heart sank once more at her declaration and you felt your mind fall into the old trap that you’d fought with for so long. 

“No she never. In fact she slept with a few girls long before she slept with me. But I was her best friend as she tried to deal with the mess you created in her mind.” Calum snapped back. You felt your heart swell for him. 

Poppy stepped forward, her hand raised but then Ashton stepped in front of you. 

“Get out. You’re no longer welcome in this bar.” He made a gesture and security slowly made their way over. 

“She shouldn’t be fucking welcome!” Poppy yelled back, but Ashton held firm. 

“She is my friend. You are not. Get. Out.” When the bouncer rested a hand on her arm, she shrugged it off and stormed away. Your entire body was trembling.

“So that was the ex, huh?” Michael commented and you could feel your hands trembling as you nodded. “Why didn’t you correct me?” Calum spoke up for you as his hands took yours. 

“It’s been a battle for her. Poppy had convinced her she was a lesbian, that she was wrong for having any attraction to men. In Poppy’s world, either your gay, lesbian or straight. Being bisexual isn’t acceptable in her eyes.” Calum’s arms wrapped around you and you stood there, holding onto him for dear life. 

“Well that makes two of us then.” Michael’s casual comment had your knees go weak and you let out a weak laugh. 

“Thank you Ash.” You finally murmured when you pulled away from Calum. Ashton didn’t hesitate to wrap his arms around you in a warm hug that was both comforting and reassuring. 

“Hey, you’ve been the best thing for my best mate. And you were friends with Luke once before. I’ve definitely got your back. And I get why you didn’t say anything and don’t hold that against you.” He muttered and you breathed a sigh of relief before returning to Calum’s embrace. 

“More drinks or are we gonna go back to Luke’s?” And you shook your head. 

“Let’s stay. I’m not gonna let her ruin it,” you leaned forwards so your lips were by his ear as the others went inside, “also I want to see if we can christen the bar in one of the toilets.” You breathed. Calum groaned as his grip around you got tighter and he pulled you in for a kiss that promised more. 

“Oh you’re so fucked sweetheart. Especially since I know where the individual lips are and they aren’t attended by anyone.” You held back a moan at that thought before pulling away, your hand in his. 

“Dance first?” And the innocence in your tone made him laugh as he followed behind you willingly. 

“Menace.” The term was laced with affection as he caught up to you, kissing the spot just below your ear. 

You simply grinned in return as you pulled him onto the dance floor, Poppy long forgotten as he danced with you. 

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[thebeatles-world]

Hey I love your writing so I was wondering if you could right something about two bit where he finds out your pregnant from soda cause sodas your best friend (dating two tho) and he's a bit angry at first but then he gets really cringy and cute and he's there for the birth. Sorry it's long :)) xx

Of course!! And no worries love! Thank you so much and I hope you enjoy!!

You and Two-Bit have been on and off in the relationship a lot in the past few months. You decided to cuss angrily when you and Two-Bit got into a huge argument for hours without any of you two backing down which caused you to storm out angrily knowing that this argument was pointless and neither of you two would win or even stop yelling at each other.

So you decided to go to one of Buck’s parties later that night and to your surprise, you saw Sodapop and Steve hanging out with Dallas there. You joined and greeted them as you made your way over to them.

“Hey Y/N! How’s it going?” They said to you and you told them all about the fight that you had with Two-Bit earlier today and how pointless the argument was.

They all comforting you about it and told you that Two-Bit could be hard headed which you agreeed.

Sodapop looked at you in awe. He lowkey had a crush on you and he always wanted you to be his girlfriend. He couldn’t stop admiring you and it gave him a bit of hope that you would turn out single one day due to the problems you and Two-Bit went through. You and Soda were best friends and he was there for you whenever you and Two-Bit had problems with each other. You were thankful that you had such a supportive friend like Soda.

He realized that he needed to step up his game. He needed to stop being shy and quiet over the fact that he liked you a lot so he started making a move on you and the whole night you and Soda were flirting with each other, chatting and even dancing with each other.

You always thought Sodapop was cute but you thought he wasn’t really interested in you until tonight when he proved himself by being a gentleman to you and showing you how much he loved you.

He definitely showed you how much he loved you once you guys sneak upstairs late at night while no one was watching and he started making love to you inside the guest bedroom. You and Soda were definitely sure that you both wanted to make love with each other. You both made sure that the noise volume was quiet between you two so that way nobody would come in the guest bedroom.

Soda was your first and he was your first. You never expect that one day you would lose it to your best friend. This was something Two-Bit never did to you or even showed you. Especially making love to you. You were glad you got to experience it with Soda... But you also felt kinda of bad for making love to Sodapop behind Two-Bit’s back? But you just shrugged the thought off that he will never found out as long you and Soda never mentioned it to him or the gang.

It didn’t cross your mind that just a few weeks later.. you would be pregnant with Sodapop’s child.

You started having symptoms of a missed period, nausea, light spottting, moodiness and you became more sensitive to certain smells.

You didn’t take much of it until you started having morning sickness and throwing up your breakfast. That’s when you decided to go to a visit to the doctor’s office.

You were nervous and just hoped that Sodapop didn’t get you pregnant that one night when you both made love to each other. You were still dating Two-Bit and you felt ashamed of yourself just thinking about you cheating on Two-Bit. But at the same time you didn’t regret making love to Sodapop because you kinda had feelings for him secretly.

You and Sodapop still talked but he was hurt knowing that night was just a one night stand between you two but you wanted to tell him that it wasn’t and that you really mean it when you slept with him but you knew it would make things worse by Soda falling in love with you even more if you did tell him that night wasn’t a mistake.

You tapped your fingers against the chair that you were sitting on in the waiting room as you waited for the doctor to call your name.

After 10 mins later, the doctor finally called you back in the room. They did some tests on you and measured you.

You were anxious as you waited for the doctor to tell you the results.

“Y/N? I have your results.” The doctor said as she gave you the paper and before you could read it, that’s when she announced that you were pregnant.

You nodded, knowing that your life was ruined. You weren’t ready to be a parent. Neither was Sodapop and he wasn’t even your boyfriend or your husband.

You thanked your doctor after she gave your next appointment for a checkup.

You knew you were doomed. What would Two-Bit say? Would he go off on you? Would he fight Sodapop? Would he breakup with you?

Or what about Sodapop? Was he ready to be a dad? Would he actually take care of his child also? Did he want it?

You thought about Sodapop brother’s ~ Darry and Ponyboy? You knew that they were the uncles of your unborn child. What would they think of you? Would they think your a prostitute? Or just using Soda? You knew they would be disappointed in you and Soda. Especially in Soda for sleeping with a girl who was taken.

You knew every single one of the gang was going to be disappointed. In you and in Sodapop. You knew they would never look at you the same especially your strict folks who raised you in the strictest way possible to make sure you wouldn’t make mistakes like this.

“How am I going to tell everyone?” You groan to yourself.

You decided to invite Two-Bit to your house to eat dinner with you while your parents were away from work so that way you could break the news to him.

You made sure the house was spotless clean and you didn’t realize that you left the pregnant results next the table since you were busy making sure everything was spotless and clean.

“Hey babe.” You smiled weakly as you greeted Two-Bit by the door whenever he came over a few hours later after your folks left for work.

“Hey baby. How are you doing?” Two-Bit gave you a kiss on the lips and walked inside.

“Im doing well.” You lied through your lips. You actually felt bad for Two-Bit. He didn’t deserve this no matter if he made you angry or stressed out.

You both sat down and started chit chatting as you guys ate your food. You were really nervous about telling him that you were pregnant. You felt bad once again knowing that it wasn’t his child and he was going to know that because you two never slept with each other before.

“Um, I’m going to use the bathroom.” You suddenly announced during the middle of dinner. “Okay babe.” Two-Bit said and continue to eat his dinner.

You shut the bathroom door behind and felt really anxious just knowing that you had to break the news to him. But where could you start? And how could you tell him gently? What could you say to start it out?

You started to practice in the mirror for about 10 and 15 minutes and you slowly headed out the bathroom, breathing in and out as you tried to calm down your anxiety.

“Hey Two-Bit... there’s something I need to tell you.” You slowly said as you arrived at the kitchen.

You noticed Two-Bit had washed your plate and his plate. The table looked neat. But Two-Bit raised an eyebrow at you.

He glared at you for a second before giving you a piece of paper that was folded in half.

“So tell me y/n. Who got you pregnant? Who did you sleep with?” Two-Bit angrily said.

Your heart almost stopped for a second and you noticed that you accidentally left your pregnancy results next to the table on the counter.

“H-How did you..” You stuttered, looking into Two-Bit’s angry eyes.

“I found out whenever I was cleaning the table. I thought it was something important or whatever so I looked at it before I thew it away and look, it turns out I was right. It was important.” Two-Bit shook his head in disappointment.

“Two-Bit i am so sorry, I-“ you begin saying before Two-Bit cut you off.

“Who’s the father y/n? Tell me who is it!” He shouted, looking angrily.

“It’s Sodapop!” You blurted out and it made Two-Bit shocked when you said that.

“What!!? You and Soda? Behind my back? When did this happened?” He said, shaking his head once again before slamming his fist against the fridge which made you jump a little.

“I slept with him the day me and you got into that huge argument. I should have backed away... I’m so sorry Two-Bit... I promise it won’t happen ever again. I should have never did that.” Your eyes turned into sadness as you looked at Two-Bit who looked hurt and mad and shocked at the same time.

“You slept with one of my friends.. and he slept with you.. How nice huh? My girlfriend and my friend slept with each other.” Two-Bit sneered and you knew he was being sarcastic but angry.

“Two-Bit Im sorry for what i did. Let me prove that I can change. Especially with my unborn child. You both mean a lot to me. I can prove to you I can be a different person than I was before. Please Two-Bit. Give me a chance.” You gently grabbed his hand and held it.

Two-Bit didn’t push your hand away or anything. He was trying to calm down. He put his hand over his mouth as he started to think.

You honestly felt really bad and you knew you messed up big time. A part of you didn’t wanna lose Two-Bit for good but another part of you understood if Two-Bit did leave you for what you did.

“I’ll help you take care of this baby with you.” Two-Bit finally said after a few minutes of silent between you two.

“Really?” You said. You were happy that he said that and you weren’t even expecting that response from him knowing that you betrayed him.

“Yes y/n. I love you so much not leave you but honestly I’m still hurt and mad but I also don’t wanna leave you by yourself with your unborn baby and having it to take care of it by yourself or even going through the pregnancy alone. I’ll stand with you no matter what and I’ll go with you to this new chapter of your life.” Two-Bit said and pulled you into a hug.

“Thank you so much Two-Bit. Again I am so sorry. You don’t deserve this.” You said as you bury your face on the crook of his neck.

“It’s alright baby. I know you won’t do it again.” Two-Bit kissed your head before putting his hands on your stomach.

“I can’t wait to find it the gender of the baby.” He smiled at you.

“Me too. I’m excited to have you by my side.” You smiled back. You felt much better knowing that Two-Bit forgave you and he was going to be there with you throughout the whole pregnancy.

For months, Two-Bit was excited more than you were whenever you guys started buying baby clothes and baby supplies. He even made sure you ate well and his favorite part was getting to feel the baby kick.

He even made small talk to your stomach whenever it got bigger. It made you rolled your eyes whenever he did that.

Two-Bit was nice enough to set up a baby crib for your baby and buy Mickey Mouse blankets, stuffed animals of Mickey and Minnie and even a Mickey Mouse pj set.

“Two-Bit, do you really think that the baby is going to like Mickey Mouse?” You joked.

“Of course y/n, they’re gonna to love Mickey Mouse as much as I do!” Two-Bit said.

You decided to break the news to Sodapop after three months of being pregnant. You were nervous and you had Two-Bit by your side by telling Sodapop that the child was his and not Two-Bit’s.

After you broke the news to Sodapop, he suddenly turned bright red, especially even more knowing about Two-Bit finding out that you two slept together behind his back. He was surprised that Two-Bit hasn’t knocked his teeth out yet for getting you pregnant. His eyes wided as he looked at your stomach.

“Im going to be a dad?” Sodapop said in shock as his emotions felt with happiness. He just couldn’t believe he was going to be father at a young age but he was happy knowing that he got the love of his life pregnant by accident aka you and was expecting a child.

“Yes Coca-Cola. It may be your blood child but Y/N is still gonna be with me regardless.” Two-Bit warn him.

Sodapop knew he did a bad thing by sleeping with you and getting you pregnant behind Two-Bit’s back. He felt really bad also.

“I know man and I’m sorry. Let this be a lesson for us? No hard feelings? Also, I just can’t believe I’m expecting my first child already.” Sodapop shyly said.

“I know, I can’t wait for the baby to arrive.” Two-Bit grinned.

You told Sodapop that you would make sure that he would be in your child’s life since he was the father and he would get to spend time with your child and make it equal days/time between you two.

You and Two-Bit also broke the news to the gang. Everyone was happy for you and they were understanding about it but Darry and Ponyboy looked really disappointed in you and Sodapop as you expected but it didn’t last for long.

“I can’t wait for my niece/nephew to be born!” Darry said one day as he hugged you happily.

“I can’t wait to met him or her! I can’t believe I’m an uncle!” Ponyboy said happily.

“We’re both gonna be uncles!!” Darry said as he happily shook Ponyboy by the shoulders.

Weeks later, you got an ultrasound and you and Two-Bit were excited to found that the gender of the baby was a girl.

“We’re having a baby girl.” You softly said to Two-Bit as you held his hand.

“I can’t wait to take care two of my princesses.” Two-Bit said as he kissed you on the cheek.

A few months later, you were just about to leave your house to go to the library to check out a few books when all the sudden, you felt your water broke.

Oh no... you thought. The baby was coming...

You knew that Two-Bit always told you that he would rush to you no matter what day or time it was so he could take you the hospital whenever your water broke.

You called Two-Bit on the house phone. Your parents were at work and they were still disappointed in you ever since you announced to them that you were pregnant. They knew they were going to have to get over the disappointment.

“Hey Two-Bit. My water broke.” You groan as you held on your stomach. “Please come quick.”

“Yeah y/n don’t worry baby, I’m not that far. I’ll see you in a bit.” Two-Bit quickly said and he hung up.

As Two-Bit said, he arrived shortly and he took you to the nearest hospital.

You held on tightly to Two-Bit’s hand while giving birth so hard that he thought you broke it by now.

“You’re doing good y/n, keep pushing baby.” Two-Bit words were so smoothing to you that it helped with the pain you were going through and gave you strength to push.

After hours and hours of labor, you finally gave birth to a healthy baby girl.

“She’s so beautiful just like you y/n.” Two-Bit got emotional as he held your daughter in his arms.

“She truly is.” You smiled happily as you watched Two-Bit hold your daughter as he kissed her on the forehead.