class swap design masterpost for convenience (from top to bottom: bard!riz, cleric!gorgug, sorcerer!kristen, barbarian!fig, artificer!adaine, and rogue!fabian)
Watching as you stay up late at night scrolling on your phone when you should be in bed worries simon
what he would do to reach out of the screen, stop you from scrolling on tumblr and get you to bed right now
He could enact all those fanfictions you've read about him in real time if it wasn't for the fact you didn't have cod pulled up on your system so he could break through the game and the TV and finally hold you in his arms for the first time
but that would have to wait
for now all he could do was pop this up on your dashboard and hope you listen
“When I was younger,” Henry says, “I had this very elaborate idea of taking somebody I loved here and standing inside the chapel, that he’d love it as much as I did, and we’d slow dance right in front of the Blessed Mother. Just a…daft pubescent fantasy.”
Henry hesitates, before finally sliding his phone out of pocket. He presses a few buttons and extends a hand to Alex, and quietly, “Your Song” starts to play from the tiny speaker.
Alex takes his hand, and Henry turns to face the chapel like a nervous postulant, his cheeks hollowed out in the low light, before pulling Alex into it.
writing fic for ninjago leaves you frantically scrolling through the "culture of ninjago" wiki page and discovering ten different official city laws but no consensus on what they call their money. Nya says they need "fifty thousand". fifty thousand WHATS NYA. WHAT DO YOU USE AS CURRENCY I NEED TO KNOW
"Wow...Guess he really is asleep..." You whisper, the kazoo you had been playing in an attempt to wake the Avatar of Sloth up now safely in your pocket, lest Lucifer confiscate it again.
You poke Belphie's forehead with your pointer finger, then continue poking it, because it was fun. Still Asleep Belphie seems to hate this more than you attempting to play Vivaldi's Winter on the kazoo and failing miserably, seeing as his cowlike tail swings out, wraps around your leg and pulls you to the ground.
"ARGH! What?!" You barely have time to process before you're dragged up by the tail that's latched around your ankles and quite meanly (may you add), dropped on the bed. Belphie entraps you in a hug, and thankfully this time, doesn't crush your internal organs. How sweet! <3
"Go to sleep MC...." The demon mutters half awake for a moment before drifting back off again.
You try to reach for your kazoo, for the second time, Belphie's tail whips out gently at you. "Don't even think about it." He pouts, before his expression and breathing even out once more.
You might as well get comfortable, seeing as you were now trapped for what looks to be hours.